Fragile strands of secret thoughts play in the twilight
While eternity dances a breath away
Morning is sleeping under a quilt of stars
Waiting for a burst of sunlight
To smile her way
A hummingbird rises to seek dew from flowers
Shedding tears of joy as he finds
Drops of heaven on the petals of a rose
Within the reach of his wings
Purely divine
Our kindred souls are carried away in delight
Enchanted by the sights we see
We both carry our own secret thoughts
To play and dance in the sunlight
Fragile but free
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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