Saturday, November 30, 2013

MORNING COLORS.

THE COLD TREMOR OF BREATH
WARMER THAN THE AIR
SURROUNDING OUR CRYSTAL
BLUE TINTED SKIN TONES
THAT APPEAL TO THE INNOCENCE
OF THE BEGINNING.

RARELY DOES THE SUN SEE
THIS ANGLE OF LIGHT
STARING INTO THE SHARP
CRISP PALE JURISDICTION
AND DECISION TO CREATE
SOMETHING NEW.

LETTING GO OF THE PRETENSE
THAT WE SHOULD MOVE
ON WITH THE WORLD
RATHER WE ARE STILL
TO ENHANCE OUR SENSES
AND STAY AWHILE.

PLACE SOUNDS TO SHAKE
THE SOUL'S INTERIOR
RIDDLED TO KEEP THE
ORGANIC FEEL AND TOUCH
OF ELEGANCE SHIFTS TO
THE TICK OF AFTERNOON.


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