

Water HousesIn the dark afternoon of butterflies, I stood in the grove, waiting for you My love, you wore a mask that I did not recognize It seemed indifferent, yet terribly warm And I, with the butterflies, am fluttering insideWater Houses
Cool me down in the water because it is not far from here But it is dark The glassy surface has swallowed many before me But I don’t mind, love, no, I don’t mind Do you?
Or, if you prefer, we could find the glade of silver trees and reach up to the leaves together, on our toes And


Swans in the EveningTumbling down, clusters of light find their way into the green sea of silence There is a perfect house here, sitting somewhere between the golden hour and the tumbling waves of darkness, where the stars start up their conversations and tell the stories of their lives— stories rich with love and loss and how they all join up to burn together until they burn so brightly that they burn outSwans in the Evening
We, the true romantics get lost among them— we get caught in their deep blue nets Because they sparkle more than anything our eyes have ever come to behold A


The Golden HourBut didn’t you forget, my dear that eloquence is happenstance— that resting is not part of love— that coming down is not the goal— that living up is full of hope?The Golden Hour
We carry ourselves in brilliance, my dear, in the light of a thousand suns and moons We carry ourselves in dreams, my love, with hope inside all fears and doubts And we have ghosts, even in the sunlight
I find my words sharp, in my mouth like candy shaped in soft sweetness I will carve out something beautiful for you I will carve it from the greenest boughs You will hear it through the
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Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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