She has Feathers Green
Brown, Red, Yellow and blue
She has Lips
Of an Immortal Hue
Her Eyes in their Nudity
Dance, Sing and Rain
Ages Wither, Time Drains
A Tiny Little play Thing
An Avid Angel Whispering
She Rages the Wind,
Earth, Water and Spectre
She Sprinkles, She Stares,
She Kisses,
I Fade
1 comment:
gr8 poem... yet another master piece...shortcrisp simple n romantically explosive...
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