See the flower and how beautiful it is,
Feel its kiss – a taste of bliss.
Taste the flower, taste it, please!
Take a bite, a taste of bliss.
Get lost in time, and space,
Forget the world and its embrace.
Stay forever here, oh, how beautiful it is!
It’s a garden, a garden of pure bliss.
See the flower and how beautiful it is,
Feel its kiss – a taste of bliss.
Get lost in bliss and forever
Sleep in timeless, peaceful apathy.
12.04.2010
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Monday, April 12, 2010
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2 comments:
lovely poem.
cheers from brazil.
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Thanks! :)
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