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:
''Yanni - In The Morning Light''
heh! wasn't exactly what was on my mind but yes, it could go together huh? thanks for visiting!
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