Sacred moon.

Night turns indulging butterflies

Moon ups and goes diversifying colors

I lay here waiting

You walk there seizing


Thousand times have I seen it

Still,

It feels like seeing for the first time


Watching what God could create

And it remains me for nothing to doubt

 

So why are you still there?

Come here

Do me.

 

06/15/09

~G~

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