A hundred bits of heart and soul
That layer nature's pride,
The brightest shards of painted stain,
Kaleidoscopic slide.
My fading bits of longing prose,
Your palette bright with dawn,
A hundred blooms, a hundred wilts
Of memories' sweet spawn.
Why, all the treasures of the world
Drift here on lighted sea!
Where words do dock from sailing tales,
Find ground and company.
So much to say, yet at a loss for words.
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2 comments:
This is the one you wrote based on my wallpapers, right? I really love this one. It's so beautifully written. :)
Yes, this is the one for you. I'm glad you love it. You were the one to inspire it, after all. :]
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