Manonton Dalan

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Feeling All Of It


I can see your smile beyond reach
but i can feel it on slowing breeze
i know your eyes meet with my mind
rippling talking sending multi-sign
i breathe comfort you're still mine
no second pass on you besides i am

giant eye is leaning to west for today
looking beneath those giant pines at bay
my shadow touching where bubbles roll
teasing a tiny beautiful blade of grass
which endured numerous splash, still stand
can't get away but enjoying whatever it can

Submitted: Thursday, April 18, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013

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