It Is Hard To Measure Poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar

It Is Hard To Measure



the garden after the rain
more firmly smells.
you are touching velvet petals,
they are red and pink.
avoid the spikes.

have them almost every day
from adverse human.
you need a smile,
to show strong, healthy teeth,
and dimples in the cheeks.

When you close your eyes,
eyelashes place equally
below the eyelids, and he will saying,
that you look like, sleeping doll
and then sings a lullabys,

who remember, like his face.
everything has its own dimension,
which is difficult to measure.
Fortunately, even at a distance.

and friendship... always

Saturday, August 29, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship,pink
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Mclain 29 August 2009

i strictly revel in some of your words..iip... :)

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