Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Lovers Kiss

He could dance on water and liked to play with the clouds. I saw him run with the wind and then meditate under a tree. When he did a field of yellow, purple, and red came to be.

I asked him, staring into his big brown eyes, why with everything that he could do did he cry before the rain?

He smiled and kissed me, then he flew away.

©Christopher F. Brown 2009


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