The Reflowering


Nov 10, 2010: The Reflowering

What if I have found a wonder thing again
A young thing again
What if you restored sight
my faith in people
my night in visions
Plant lilies in my hair
We swim each night
To islands of imagination
Please meet me there

And always be a dream
Never become real
Be my cloud
Be my sun
Be my sea
Bougainvillea boy
Let me toy a little, while I can
Draw my last heart in the sand
Before the waters recall me
Like a reverse born Venus
You tower over what was once me
Your lone silhouette at dawn
And the crash of the sea.

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