Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Poem 138 of 365/Improvements

Improvements

Mother natures design speaks volumes... as I glance over the face that has been blessed with her kiss.
eyes shimmer like diamonds on a rising morning
sweet melodies of sound echoes off beauty that I admire and fall pray to its bliss,

Entangled in effervescent appreciation of dissembled appreciation of this amazement,
starving for titanic acknowledgement of the berries I sprout as ascended acceptance of the beautiful person life has blessed into existence.

Mother natures design speak volumes... as it relates to my improvements.

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