Field Of Ecstasy
There goes your mouth
Like it has never spoken
before...
Spilling out butterflies
Dancing in tune with your
heart.
My belly floats,
Wiggles and giggles
With their wings
Each time you whisper my
name...
So how can i not be
Your daisy?
The ever sweet nectar
To your starving words?
In this field of ecstasy,
Let us be young...
And seek for another spring
To grow...
24. Aug. 04
by: Cure M.B.
