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I enjoy Sitting        

Sitting

                 In beauty

And not doing a thing

On a log 

Watching the sunrise

In the forest          

Hearing the trees

Next to Her

My bestfriend

Holding

                 Beauty

And not doing a thing

In a lifetime abounding

In perfectionless somethings

The only exisiting perfection

Is found in the nothings

So Here I am

Sitting

Looking 

Listening

Holding

Letting myself get lost in

Nothing

The lines as she smiles                                                  

The grooves of her skin

The wind tickles the trees 

They tremble like flowers

Petals mix with the light 

Both dance in her hair

A beautiful courtship

Of blossom and sunlight

On the the head of the world

Of all I hold dear

A single pale strand 

Escapes jubulation

Caught once again

On the curve of her lips

And here on this log

In this forest

At sunrise

Nothing

               Beautifully 

Smiles

And gives me a kiss

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 06, 2012 ⏰

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