Exquisite chains of unseen hours
All lie in fantasies
In countless dreams of unbloomed flowers
Moon dancing in your sea
Petals soft on beds of sand
Tremble at your touch
As their spirits are awakened by the hand
Of love's own velvet brush
Soulful cries of blissful glee
Echo to the moon
Resounding from the heart's own sea
Left enamored by the bloom
Beauty sweet and triumph slow
Swirling in the sand
Painting strokes of blooming glow
Moon dancing in your hands
May 7, 2010
May 7, 2010 at 6:22 PM UTC
Exquisite chains of unseen hours
All lie in fantasies
In countless dreams of unbloomed flowers
Moon dancing in your sea
Petals soft on beds of sand
Tremble at your touch
As their spirits are awakened by the hand
Of love's own velvet brush
Soulful cries of blissful glee
Echo to the moon
Resounding from the heart's own sea
Left enamored by the bloom
Beauty sweet and triumph slow
Swirling in the sand
Painting strokes of blooming glow
Moon dancing in your hands
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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