Wednesday, 29 July 2015


I'm a blob of dew... do not know
when, I'll be extinct, in your
eyes, apparently there's
a ray of hope, that's
why, I'm not
afraid of
daylight, you know it or not, that
in your love, there's some
miraculous aroma
which brings
the life
towards the everlasting green - -
territory, under the shadow
of rain clouds some
appetent feelings
are eager
to unfold the sprouted leaves, in
your smile, I've found the
inkling of innovative
morning - -

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Julie Gilbert pollard