New morning
Let your eyes
confirm me.
Let my breasts rest
in the palm of your hands,
safe,
in their nest.
Cover my body,
with sunflower seeds.
Leave the blue.
Walk through the yellow field
with me
without looking back.
Let there be gold.
Let there be truth.
Let there be light.
Let there be
a new morning.
Poetry by pia
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Written on 2006-07-25 at 13:08
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