"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Giggles Across the Sun

Giggles across the sun
Her laughter is sunshine
In my rain filled countenance

I can not cry with her
Bright yellow enthusiasm
Surrounding me with sparkles

Stay close to me my light bearer
I am tired of the dark
In your glowing I find joy

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