travelA Poem by PeriacI know you any giggle I pull from the basket is adored I adore them all unconditionally
dear moon of my sky where once I traveled alone warmed by a few burning twigs for an evening meal
I know travel and I know beauty
serene the sky that opened and allowed you to take me
pure the star you dressed as showing you accept me
oh this evening we held close like a soft warm pretzel we talked till slumber reared its welcome coat
but the dream didn't start then
I know travel and I know beauty © 2011 Periac |
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Added on August 31, 2011 Last Updated on August 31, 2011 Author |