Moonflower

By lenchenelf

Tue, 01 Sep 2009
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Twine a last touch,
before the sun steals
our slip of peace.

We uncurl
into a chance of us,
pollinated
by winged thought.

Dare to recall ourselves
as parents and people.

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minor edit .19.04.10

Certificate PG
Poem
Infinity plus one
Love

Comments

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
A beautiful little piece Lena to go with a gorgeously delicate picture! I especially liked: 'we curl into a chance of us pollinated by winged thought;' Magic xxx

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on
Thank you both, very much appreciated. atb Lena