Nov 13, 2013

Explode

Let the frozen icicles from past
Thaw for a moment in time
Let the warmth of my surrender
Give life to tender spring.

I call for the roses to believe again
I call for the wild flowers to sprout
And the larks to find their songs anew

I hold on to myself no more
I am now one with you
The white in me is now splattered
With a million colors of you.

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