Monday, January 24, 2011

Blush

We sprung into life
working magic into our leaves
our branches winding fire
in our flesh
I looked at you as the wind
swept the dust off your face
sparkling skin flecking
the morning cloud bursts
When it rained I watched
you dance
and as the thunder shook your boughs
you brushed my hands
and my leaves blushed into
autumn

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