Thứ Năm, 11 tháng 9, 2008

petals


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She held a petal between her tongues - chipped
Swollen and blue.

I was in love once -
And I will always be.

I loved you once this much -
And it will always be.

There were petals falling from her knees -
Pretty floral wounds need to recover.

There were crying Thumbelina's under her nails -
Soak them wet, leave them to the dawn.

Tulip fields, flattened in a book -
I will always be around in your tulip exhales.

You will close your eyes and fall asleep -
A long long sleep and I'll come to life again.


Lost in a haze but will come to life again.

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