Monday, August 30, 2010

Between us, violet is made

On the slope of his smile,
i build my home
Spreading like twilight
on a cloudy sky
Through the cornfields of his hair,
i charter my way
Purring like a river,
at the touch of the quay.

On the slope of his smile,
i build my home
as day folds into
violet evenings.
Capturing an eternity
through unlocked fingers
Like unspoken words
that dance on wispers

1 comment:

  1. Tell me .....
    can I sing a song ?
    " ON THE SLOPE OF HIS SMILE
    I BUILD MY HOME
    AS DAY FOLDS INTO
    VIOLET.......EVEN...EVEN
    OH.... CAN I SAY NIGHT ...
    WORDS TO FOLLOW.....'

    ITS LIKE A BEAUTIFUL SONG

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