A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

29 April 2012

Red and Pink

Tulips and roses
Passion in the night
Blood pumping through our veins

Apples, ripe and juicy
Lipstick, staining the edges of coffee cups

The past tense of read
And the first color on the rainbow

Sweet cotton candy
and finger tips
Flurescent tutus
and poka dots

New love in the air
Soft kisses in the light
Life begining with its' First Breath

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