A flavour of flower that sweetens the mind with every encounter
I
Mount the shadows that arise but your smile that gleams with a joy recoil the mounted shadows,
Zapping a vengeance into nothing but a happy moment.
Soft melodies awaken me and strain my sleep with the face that cures me
I
Have fallen for many before but for non so sinister in their radiant beauty and persona
Every moment is a laugh that becomes a gleaming smile.
Forking for a melody that yet again sweetens the mind is no effort,
I
Merely paint a wall with song and it mentions joy,
But in the words are meaning,
They may be opposed,
Or given a chance upon site and cherished for their enlightening details.
But whichever route the mind may choose to accept,
It is no harm,
When no.
It is amazing,
If yes.
For I am human
And so are you
But we heal.
These words compel my definite thoughts,
Which should be pondered upon.
The rifle may cause a bloody stain
But it may seize it's direct fire and morph
Into a pleasant memory...
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