Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Invisible

I am here
Bold and bright as the sunrise
I am here
Delicate as the first spring bloom
I am here
Loud as the trumpet sounding the day
I am here
With the scent of honeysuckle in my heart
I am here
Donning textures of rose petals and elephant skin
I am here
A drop of honey on the tongue
I am here
And I'm here to stay

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