Clouds of sighs and longings;
Rainfall of misery.
Lightning of restlessness;
Rumbling thunder of fears.
Stream of solemn dreams;
Mount of complexities.
Birdsong of psalms and hymns;
Beads of the rosaries.
Velvet blooms of verses;
Garland of memories.
Dewdrops of faithfulness;
Green foliage of wishes.
Beams of crystallized tears;
Rainbow of promises.
One gay morn, bound are we --
Together -- endlessly.
©danabelle 040810
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A woman who weaves deep emotions into words, dictated by her heart, felt by her soul, whispered softly in a poem.
Bright things,. Shining,. Beautiful faces. One yours. One mine. Crystal. Rainbow. Beautiful. Shame though. Us not. Combined. Chorus. Dawn verse. Concealed. Universe. Lovers entwined. Sunday. Thinking.
If I was a bee, no one would get my honey. It's so sweet, it's not even funny. I love all flowers, as bees do. But the one I love most, is you. I'll take all the sweetness, and bring it back.
Love is blind You paint my mind, We're did it go. Cherry blossom round it go. The birds tweet softly in my mind, then swoop behind. The radio screeched to blues and rock.
Spilling down the windowsill, Glistening diamonds, falling out of the sky. Silver droplets, pouring out of the goblets of the gods, Shining arrows, Tearing trough the sky.
A million drops fall from the sky. Some glitter green. While others are purple. Or violet in sheen. A drop of crystal blue. May be regretful and sad. Just as a drop of orange.
My drug can be common. My drug can be old. My drug comes in sizes. My drug can't be sold. My drug is addictive. My drug is so whole. My drug has no bounds. My drug can't be stole. My drug has no...
Reflect in the water, A wavery moon. Reach out and grab, It ripples all too soon. Shine on my pillow, A sliver of white. Look up for its base, It's gone out of sight. Look in the sky, A rising sun.
Compose the light Fight back with, not at Love who the stars make u In return,just be Learn moon talk Watch me: here, now, I feel everything. Cherish the hope. Hope dies too.
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