She is a
dying dandilion
Floating on the breeze
twirling sweetly in the evening
She is the stars glowing gourgously
She is the sloping clouds
forever scroling
unfolding
She is the sun burned blue
Shadows on the moon
She is the morning dew
dangling on eve’s leaking into streams
Forever flowing
unfolding
No one can say her name
now she sits and sings
Something about her name
hours go by before she looks at me
She brings my heart as I
open my eyes to drink
melon sky
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