blossoms growing upon a garden in bloom
those made of desire and pleading
tattoo me with the heat I'm in and
give me what I have been needing
engrave those whispers beneath my skin
dim sunset may never come too soon
for I gladly take this starlit dream's hand
and fall into red rose's believing
YOU ARE READING
paper poetry II
PoetryCalliope, Erato, Euterpe A little collection of rhymes and poems for you to read if you like. The collection is always growing. The refrenced books, music or films aren't mine, but inspirational. Second poetry book of my paper poetry.
