Monday, March 30, 2009

In the open sunsoaked fields of your heart

In the open sunsoaked fields of your heart magnify

In the open sunsoaked fields of your soul

let me run across the windswept grass

soak in the young orange rays of the sun

Kiss the bright faces of nodding sunflowers

drape the blue-green of peacocks in my eyes

drink the mist from your eyes

In the open sunsoaked fields of your soul

Let me still my fluttering butterfly heart!

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