You are the most beautiful
When silence rushes in and comes to be
Inspiration borrowed from those colors in our skies
No sweeter ways claim the valleys
Passing through my soul
Than life leaves upon my senses
When silence strays
Into the want and need
I see in your eyes
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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