I am enraptured by your nature
It's the way the daisies pick
up the high-lights in your hair
in the summer.

The design of the light shimmer-
ing off of your hair. The way your
smile melts into the sunset as we
walk hand-in-hand over the light-

Green pastures of rain coming up
from the spring and the dirt melts
its scent on your flesh.

The roses stride by long spears of
rows, hallways that go on-and-on
for what seems like forever.

Our tree is there with its many
branches – tied like a bird's nest
persistent in its home.

We feel the bark rise up our spines
as it presses its circular into our
imagination. It glazes over us like
the sound of fire-flies.

01/21/2010

Posted on 01/21/2010
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