cacian
11-27-2011, 06:34 AM
tiresome is,
long gone and washed,
rivers delight, inflate the shores
rinsing their waves on sultry stones,
then waltz
around in shimmering youth,
impressed, the winds of salsa
dance
upon the slopes that greet the doves,
sat on a branch tweetering raps
a sweeter tender chant of Alps,
Divine, the sound of life and scents
sings sleepy blue bells to a trance.
long gone and washed,
rivers delight, inflate the shores
rinsing their waves on sultry stones,
then waltz
around in shimmering youth,
impressed, the winds of salsa
dance
upon the slopes that greet the doves,
sat on a branch tweetering raps
a sweeter tender chant of Alps,
Divine, the sound of life and scents
sings sleepy blue bells to a trance.