This single pedal departed by the moonlight, I shall instill my wishes in thee.Then, fly by this night to find thy match of spirit. Lay thee rest upon that soul.
Charm our stranger with such an urge that thou be carried back to me.
Without further doubt of my lost companion, I will wait for thee.
This pedal once enchanted by the moonlight, I shall press thee.
Shall we then henceforth smile upon our book and remember when.
4 comments:
I jus love this poem and it is so perfect with the flower picture below!
*sniff* *tears* Oh, Amy. I'm crying, it's so beautiful and when you write like this I can't help but think of one person. I hope we're both thinking of the same person.
Love ya,
Mom
Oh my goodness, Amy, that's such a beautiful poem that tears started in my eyes and I broke out in shivers. What talent you have!
Just...Beautiful!
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