Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Can I leave this without a name?

To find joy in a smile that's smitten
In silly flowers and the poem unwritten
In prancing butterflies pure and mild
Pleasures only the mind can find

To marvel at the ocean moon
To indulge me like your homegrown
To touch my heart in ways unknown
To make the mystery unravel on its own

To bring in soundless shells from sea
To also bring in the joy like thee
To ponder me but ask no proof
Like a miracle that is kept aloof

The language only some can speak
The thought the best would seek
To have the songs that are always right
To be the distraction of the sweetest kind

To be the poem, my touchstone.


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