strokes of blue, white and red beyond the trees
are followed by sparkles on a blank black canvas
trees shadows whisper from the passing breeze
images as comforting yet strong as you pass
the blur and clamor of smaller versions of our love
do tighten the knots of shared tension and fray
doesn't compare to why it is you i think the world of
and unconditionally give you my love on this day
Thursday, May 29, 2008
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