SUMMER SWIMMING.
4/10/11
Wallowing in my Lavender
Dreams
Where Sweet is sick and Bitter’s kind
Like thunder in April,
decay in May
And Drowning sings softly
into my soul,
Deep, deeper, into the
deep Darks of depth
Where I lie in crystallized Blossoms
Of Purple thoughts and
serenity.
© BLAYKE MORROW, 2011
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