I aimlessly glide
through the fields of twilight.
The purple sky sweeps majestically
across me,
and flowers unfurl at my feet,
budding hope
drenched in loving dew,
I fall to my knees and
grasp them close to me.
For my heart is singing
and the song I hear is…
Stunning.
The song I hear is you.
I lay letting the dampness
of a tear well up, and I know
it’s not a sad thing to bear,
but a smile in liquid light.
And I let the dew settle on my skin,
feeling the tickle of a kiss
become a piece of my heart.
A final part of this jigsaw of life.
The moonlight wishes me well,
as I speak to the stars.
And the flowers grow
at my feet, I see them
standing watch over me,
as I close my eyes and
drift into a cloud of dream.
A stream of thought
that I let myself float upon,
until the breaking
sunlight of dawn
beckons the flowers
with a smile.
A romantic wish
to the unifying skies.
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