love

I stepped out side to look at you
I find my self in truth.
uncomplicated
coming subtley but not unseen
I watch you from another place
my intuition gleams
shades of many colours
I see your facets
perfection dream,
I wonder into a holding place
knowing somethings bring the glare of truth
is love of self, the tomb.
splendid in pride, I looked from another side,
an opening flower yet to bloom,
seeking and reeking of golden days.
plays of another kind left to stay behind,
mindfull I care, dare to see
what it is this hold on me.
LOVE.

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1 comment

by Nikoshiana Flowerday on Mon, 30/11/2009 - 04:42

awww, i love this.. :O)

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