Jeffrey McCambridge

(08/19/1985)

Los Flores de la Luna


No one in the world
Be quite like you
With honeysuckle eyes

Happiness and sad
Flow through my roots
Like time through sand

I have seen the
Ever blooming lotus,
To grace these lips
Life’s most humorous

Happiness and sad
Flow through my roots
Like time through sand

Above all others
You are a flower
Growing ever more
Vibrant hour by hour

Happiness and sad
Flow through my roots
Like time through sand

All flowers will fade
As beauty will too,
But a beautiful mind
Will always remain new

Happiness and sad
Flow through my roots
Like time through sand

Submitted: Tuesday, August 12, 2008
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  • Gregory Collins (8/12/2008 6:31:00 PM)

    flowers of the moon eh, maybe the frist dropp of blood shed on the moon might be yours, or maybe mine, or anyone who is busily unnaming themselves (Report) Reply

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