Beneath a wildflower sky
I amongst flowers
do wish to die
scented or no
a fine bed it will be
for my seedling soul to grow
Beneath a wildflower sky
I amongst meadow
do wish to imbibe
scented or no
ambrosia it will be
for my thirsty kiss to plough
Beneath a wildflower sky
I amongst glade
do wish to sigh
scented or no
thine rainfall shall be
for my heart seeks you to know
Published on January 22, 2017 04:15