Andrew Sean H
Untiltled V3 - Poem by Andrew Sean H
Between the suns warming rays
and the cool sweet grass;
a break in the wind
brings stillness to the spring water
where a reflection begins to gain familiarity:
it is of you counting the lily-pads floating
some with a water-Lilly some without.
Unaware of the fondness for you the water and I share;
yourself daydreaming of us together in a perfect moment,
only at another time and place.
Either way, we are together there now.
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