№ II

Let it be said,
I moved like a rainbow across your spear.
Let it be known,
The leaves fell peculiarly that day.
Let it be felt,
Your voice reasoned with your movement.
Let it be born,
Lucidness comes once in a semester.
Let it be heard,
I ecco in your mouth.
Let us stay,
Whilst the petals of dawn wake us.

.wordpress last dream

~ by Aquatic Poetry on April 2, 2015.

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