when the pink horizon
traces the memories
i left on a cup of
coffee filled with
reveries and wonders
of you
i sit in amazement
of the love that i hold
still in my hands
while this heart of mine
surrenders every beat
and breath to you ~
its cause and its reason.
spellbound | poem fifteen
posted by
imani
, Thursday, March 5, 2009 at 7:13 PM, in
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