Sunday, September 18, 2011

Spirit of the Sun.

Spirit of the sun.
Spirit of the sun.
You bloom my flowers.
You water my grass.
You look in my eyes instead of staring at my ass.
I feel like a woman.
I feel finally human.
Spirit of the sun.
The strawberry in your scent.
Our memories i reminisce.
Syrup cinnamon and honey dew.
I correlate these things with you.
Spirit of the sun.
Heart of a lion.
Enraging my soul making us align.
Lyrically inclined.
Verbally.
Physically.
Figuratively.
Mine.

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