Sunday, 28 October 2012

My dear/ a bright star

My dear/ a bright star gazed at by my lovely eyes

A present unaffordable leaving traces in the grass and flower sweet

Full blown born with beauty under her wings

Instrument stringed soft young flute corresponding to her amazing scene.

A butterfly winter Loving her a whole summer long

Drinking her lioness mantra with my lover’s dewy moist

Forgetful not her never could help but remember

My bright star now known by mortals all gazed at by unlovely eyes.


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