Paperback Scrawl Your Hidden Poem
fresh dew hung from every blade of grass
fog lay like an ethereal blanket
on the silent blue water
the night i touched your hand
the cool night air only emphasized
your warmth
the multitude of fireflies served
to illuminate
your face
the night i kissed your lips
like the fallen leaves
i collected my broken heart
like the low hung moon
i dissapeared
and gave way to a bright sunrise
the morning i gave you my love
fog lay like an ethereal blanket
on the silent blue water
the night i touched your hand
the cool night air only emphasized
your warmth
the multitude of fireflies served
to illuminate
your face
the night i kissed your lips
like the fallen leaves
i collected my broken heart
like the low hung moon
i dissapeared
and gave way to a bright sunrise
the morning i gave you my love