Tuesday, December 16, 2014

CUFFING A FOLD

If mountains could sway like pliant stems
And the icy tops could bloom like flowers
I could plant a kiss standing cloudy heights
Swelling the atmosphere with unbeaten warmth
Cuffing a fold with bands of my golden beams
Springing forth willow of my tender heart
Ever supple, ever yielding, ever to be YOU!

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