Thursday, October 25, 2007

In Morning Light

Pu-erh greets me in morning light
Her scent pulls emotions deep in darkness
Her scent give pulse to a dying muscle
She comes to me from a thousand leagues
She brings to me scents of mist laden havens
She touches me in a scant moment;
Thousands of years have longed for touch.

October 24, 2007

2 comments:

Seamaid said...

''Yanni - In The Morning Light''

narthex said...

heh! wasn't exactly what was on my mind but yes, it could go together huh? thanks for visiting!