StreetSparrow

Friday, October 5, 2012

Blissedness

i'm in ours

our haven our love

trickle tickle hours

the air is cool

a rising bed

this blissed arrival

silence

patiently, our love

for these moments

love and truth and beauty

the pinnacle the pennultimate

blissed
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