"tastlesness" poems
Serenity in absolution.
The soundless flutter of a firefly in the night,
calm in the sky after a storm.
the complete and utter cool tastlesness.
The fresh, cool scent that comes on a bliss night,
soft on the breast child,
finding their way out of a bad dream.
so thank you all for
absolute serenity
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC