pink blooms
pink blooms
they were talking
in the silence of spring--
when it rain,
the petals are drinking
the sky water--
in those gesturing sweet nights
they dance, casting with the moon
yet standing along the bushes
where the butterflies and grasshoppers
are hidden behind many wooden green stems
oh delicate beauty
given me such fondness
such sleepless lights
only pink blooms
they were stunningly lovely
to me
Copyright ©2006 kai croft
4 comments:
Very nice, Kai. I love the pink.
I feel sweet and pink after reading Pink Blooms.
thanks, pink is my favorite color...
a wonderful poem
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