Tuesday, June 14, 2011

My life.

             You are my flower
                          a blossoming flower
                          that fills fragrance in me.
                                       You are my star
                                        a shining star
                                        that fills light in me.
                                                    You are my rainbow
                                                     a million color rainbow
                                                     that fills color in me.
                                                                You are my breath
                                                                 a fresh breath
                                                                 that fills life in me.
Each day,
I rise to a harsh reality,
   I stink
      I murk
          I fade
              I die
                   for I have lost you - my flower,
                                                  my star,
                                                  my rainbow
                                                  my life.

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