Poetry- what a fine liquor A sip of courage in a bottle You can say I am drunk in words An addiction I can't let go off Pen & paper are my drinking buddies Listening quietly while I blabber
Oh I married the nature Wearing the wind as my wedding gown Scent of flowers as my expensive cologne Beautiful sunshine is the grand chandelier Tree leaves rustling like my friend's giggles The bird's are singing my wedding song I walk down the aisle to my blue sky at the altar