Cupid's fault
Flowers drowning in
my happyness
Butterflies racing eachother
between the clouds of joy
I created
Even the leaves of
the oldest trees
Look so bright light-green to me
Fat old toads
give me a wrinkly smile
As a few little kids
are happily running by
There is no hate
in this entire world
There was, but actually
I killed it
With a thousand smiles.
I think it's Cupid's fault
You make me feel like spring
itself
on a rainy August day.
my happyness
Butterflies racing eachother
between the clouds of joy
I created
Even the leaves of
the oldest trees
Look so bright light-green to me
Fat old toads
give me a wrinkly smile
As a few little kids
are happily running by
There is no hate
in this entire world
There was, but actually
I killed it
With a thousand smiles.
I think it's Cupid's fault
You make me feel like spring
itself
on a rainy August day.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| into: | Woensdag, januari 23, 2008 00:25 |
| nice | |
| Touch-Of-Fate: | Dinsdag, januari 22, 2008 19:49 |
| Supermooi Laura, echt =) mooie woordkeuze =) Liefs. Alwin |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 22 januari 2008 | ||
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