The sun searched for you in clouds,
And I was lost by the moon from eyes,
We in one valley collected camomiles,
Also stood to each other with a back...
18.VII.08.
you facing the sun and your mate the moon not able to see each other eye to eye...what still hold you both there in the valley could be the aromatic smell of camomile, the life 10
The sun searched for you in clouds... (I wish I had written that..) .. I see this piece as 2 distinct couplets that are co-joint in consummation... aroha Deana xx
yellow camomile the sun, white camomile the moon, lovely life among them...beautiful thanks for sharing 10
Rolling earth I watch this in surprise.. It is a fine write.. liked it. Rema
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Dear Tsira, I love this mixture of space bodies, flowers, your love and you. Konstantin.