Flowering lightA Poem by SleeplessVolcano
The light edges closer
through violet yellows -
Wanting, but waiting, whispering to darkness to flee. A delicious bite in the air Promises light, promises love, and then - The wait is over: Light floods the flowers of our love; Luminous orange explodes, We glow, this moment of joy, of sunbeam-tinted buzz. We hold on, savoring each drop of honey-dew magic - Drunk, on the light of love. © 2019 SleeplessVolcanoAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on February 28, 2019 Last Updated on February 28, 2019 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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