Fields - Poem by Kelly Silva
There lies a beauty beyond words,
Amidst each bed of flowers;
Through the fields of sweet embrace,
Drips the petals forming showers.
And as the breeze gently sweeps,
Across every seed which grows;
The heavens smile upon such grace,
And blossoms wonders in rows.
Enchantment roams and blinds my soul,
Creating sounds of tender bliss;
My love is eternal but lost,
And stored inside of his.
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