Let joy shall crash upon you like the waves from the
sea, heavy and full of unexpectedness.
Let love drift to you like the soft smell of hyacinth
from the gardens below your window.
Deny not the furtive scrapings of passion always
clawing and biting their way into your life.
Allow life to be lived as life, not as scripted verse, not like this.
Feb 1, 2010
Feb 1, 2010 at 10:05 AM UTC
Let joy shall crash upon you like the waves from the
sea, heavy and full of unexpectedness.
Let love drift to you like the soft smell of hyacinth
from the gardens below your window.
Deny not the furtive scrapings of passion always
clawing and biting their way into your life.
Allow life to be lived as life, not as scripted verse, not like this.
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