April 07, 2016

#74

her smile with paws

lit from an inner sun
setting the sky aflame
from deep within

a jasmine rain of fireflies
becoming silken breeze
on swaying grass

touched by the pinetrees' scent
of moon suffused hands.





(for C.)

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

ever happy to read new lines of pure poetic magic from you.i adore an image of a jasmine rain of fireflies that becomes silken breeze..*smiles

Martin said...

*dances happily*

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Magical words indeed Martin. Lovely lovely lovely.
Anna :o]

Martin said...

Thank you Anna : ) I enjoyed your last post as well.

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