Keep Growing Flowers

Sat, 11/15/2014 - 23:48 -- neiloni

The first time I rested my head on your chest,

hearing the warmth of just you being alive.

I felt flawless.

Like the beat of music,

I am flawless.

Coincidng, our hearts beat like that music.

We are flawless.

Making me feel love for the first time,

the endless desert within me grew a flower.

Nourishing it with the touch of your hand against mine.

You inspired me to feel flawless.

We catch up to death as everyday passes,

but I am not afraid anymore.

As our bodies decay and grow into more flowers,

heaven grasps our flawless souls.

I know when that day comes you will wait for me,

and I will wait for you.

You make me feel flawless.

Tell me again, just one last time.

"You are beautiful"

Fly away with me,

where the sky holds no limits.

A bright light forms clarity in this cruel world,

showing me it's not all cruel.

Showing me you, my love.

Thank you...

My hope, my virtue.

Keep growing flowers in the desert of my soul.

You showed me the side of me I have never seen before, that

I am flawless.

 

 

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