John Earing

(December 08,1968 / Schenectady, New York)

Beautiful Flower


The most beautiful flower
filling my senses with passion
overflowing my being with plenty
pulling away my pain
filling my emptiness with cool water
joining my soul without reason
I can feel the sweet taste of love embracing my heart
to touch this most beautiful flower
filling my senses with warmth
pulling the harsh cold snow from my heart
overflowing my eyes with sunbeams of hope
between my mind and my dreams...
I caress this flower, this most beautiful flower
filling my thoughts with daydreams of reality
opening my eyes to the greatest truth
this most beautiful flower.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 24, 2009

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  • M N (2/25/2009 10:20:00 AM)

    Beautiful...She must be very special...You're a blessed man. (Report) Reply

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