Portait |
by Abbya |
Perhaps like full moon you hide your arresting Completeness in moving clouds of passage; Your faultless beauty is my full moon. Perhaps you keep your lyrical movement In flowery folds of innocence, my heart Beat sane rhythms in search of healing Directions, wholeness; Your luscious lyrics make my wholeness. Light deletes darkness delivers light. Your saintly silky smoothness, Softness still my sun light. |