AprilA Poem by Tkess Colors running from the night Where the dawn submits a losing fight A lullaby of love we sing
The cool breeze kisses your breasts, O flower of flesh! Mixing with the mind of all that’s left Beautiful blooms arouse the spring
Breathing life within our soul The green creeping up the knoll Like the yellow of each flowering maiden dress’d
And when for evening e’er bound And your lips, my ear have found Your words, in my heart ne’er so well express’d
The rays of sun reflect in the stream Sings every golden beam ‘neath the billows of captivating skies
The sun descends to the west As the birds returning to their nests And we offer nothing but a sigh
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StatsAuthorTkessPittsburgh, PAAboutWhen I first joined this site I provided a very vague profile of who I am. So, I figured I would elaborate a bit more on what makes me, me. I am 30 years old. For the past 7 ½ years I was a me.. more..Writing
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