The golden god
Steals a peek
From behind the suspended dew
The dazzling fields
Infuse the air
with the sweetness of every hue
Sparkling brilliance
Cuts a path
To construct its reservoir
The morning birds
Harmonize together
Confident of their repertoire
The cool breeze
Cruises lazily
whispering nothings in my ear
Its teasing me
Its tickling me
Delighted 'cause you are here
The red cottage door
Swings open now
All synchronized in a trance
This beauteous world
Created by you and me
Oh look, i see it dance...
My Red Cottage by Aesthete
Poetry » General Rated: K, English, Romance, Words: 91, Published: 8/22/2004
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