Friday, 27 July 2012

Feeling

Flourished with thoughts dancing inside
Visions of imprisonment we must confide
Colors so vivid so vicious and misconstrued
Take me with you through the happy and crude
Luscious language screaming your name
Take me freely this is no game
Light feather like feeling of fingers on my soul
Hold me, breath for me never let me go 

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