Saturday, November 8, 2014

Dandelion

Dandelion:
your eyes,  they haunt me
 color of aspiration
.
 there is something more about u
something bigger
than me
.
oh sweet dandelion
that blows in the wind
so carefree and loving
.
the world see you nothing more
than unwanted weed
growing in bed of  roses 

to me your  precious
to be treasure to
beloved
.
your  smile, torments me
dreaming of you
provokes my
insanity
.
I want nothing more  than
to show you
my undying devotion
.
Oh my dear dandelion,
you
are
 medicine to thy soul.
.

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