Swaying with the wind
Caressing my frail winter bones
Sinking into the deep roots of my lungs
Deep breaths
Drinking the honey of the sun
Sweet taste of heat
The sun has finally come out to dance
To dance along the cliffs edge with me
Will you not dance?
Dance as If you were a bird
Free to kiss the sky
Let the spring ecstasy fill you
Let it drain into every empty ocean of your body
Let the flowers arise from the darkness
Let them grow in your corrupt heart
Let spring florish
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
Swaying with the wind
Caressing my frail winter bones
Sinking into the deep roots of my lungs
Deep breaths
Drinking the honey of the sun
Sweet taste of heat
The sun has finally come out to dance
To dance along the cliffs edge with me
Will you not dance?
Dance as If you were a bird
Free to kiss the sky
Let the spring ecstasy fill you
Let it drain into every empty ocean of your body
Let the flowers arise from the darkness
Let them grow in your corrupt heart
Let spring florish
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