Dwell In Possibility
a collection of outbursts and rants
Saturday, August 21, 2010
My Bed of Flowers
I wake up
Underneath my mind
In a bed of flowers,
Where I feel
Better than before-
All I smell is
Their perfume,
Forgetting all frowns
That time has bestowed
Upon me,
Knowing happiness is a
Petal away,
I melt into the
Flowers.
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