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this isthe first draft in a series of drafts f a poem o origami i wrote.
golden lilies adorn my bedroom walls,
sweet scented flowers ofpaper life,
they bloom in eternal glory
effervescent scents linger
in the memory of thier creation
abd the touch of paper on skin,
folding the petals back and forth
following imaginary threads
too fragile to be spun
but just right for my hands to grasp
till- the sun appears and the lilly
overawed
bows back it's petals behind
in show of shining applause.
 soulreaperaaia · Thu Dec 20, 2007 @ 03:45am · 0 Comments |
