Saturday, January 24, 2015

Level 6 and Cloud 9

You cover me
Hovering beauty that fills the air
With aromatic pleasantries
Flowers in fragrant bloom
Petals open lovingly
To be covered in dew
You bring me
Shimmering fragility exposed by
The double tongued wonder that is
Thinning air from thickened breaths
Higher climax brings deeper falling
But where we ascend to
Who needs parachutes?

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