21 May 2012
And from the fields of daffodils, winking in the spring, She lay midst the petals, and sun did she drink, She lay there, she lay there, All yellow and true, And sitting she said, 'Dear, -Do make me like you, Don me as special, in specialty's hue And keep me forever, here, striking- like you Transform me, transform me, Till lovely is true, so i'd see the world bright, like you see it, Blue!'"
This is from the poem collection insomniatic dreams. Check out nanalew on YouTube!
Yellow • Opuss № I