The morning weeps with the agony of fermented knowledge,
While a wanderer shines like luscious rapture.
The moon fiddles with the ocean's delight.
Stop!
The sunset bathes in well-deserved water.
Help!
The wind blows bubbles in purple sorrow,
And Heaven lingers in barren ecstasy.
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 6:29 PM UTC
The morning weeps with the agony of fermented knowledge,
While a wanderer shines like luscious rapture.
The moon fiddles with the ocean's delight.
Stop!
The sunset bathes in well-deserved water.
Help!
The wind blows bubbles in purple sorrow,
And Heaven lingers in barren ecstasy.