Blue Morning's KissA Poem by MaryBlue Morning’s Kiss My eyes blur In despair as I try to grasp The sight of this enchanting escape Their origin, Unknown What a thing to behold The pale blue petals, Fill the air They are everywhere They dance They prance They spin They twirl They are a beautiful mural, I have never seen such a sight as this Nor have I had true love’s first kiss The morning air Filling my lungs As the floral sent consumes me What a life I have led All the things I haven’t said, Twirling in this blue morning’s kiss. © 2010 MaryAuthor's Note
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