Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Combination Calculator

Petite Graine ..



While away from his green room
It never ends in this hiding
carefully selected colors to dress slowly
Its petals heart
adjusted one to one
To make it a satin corset

Nearly
it a miracle that I feel ready
A sun
Who comes to light my planet

I have known that
fragile flowers until you see this twig
flowers that held no place
And passing without trace
With so movingly
It looks so different

Nearly
it a miracle that I feel ready
A sun
Who comes to warm my planet

Small seed lost in the universe
Who found a place on my land
It is prepared with so much love be born
being beautiful as the day

Nearly
I feel it's a miracle A sun that is about

Who comes to light my planet
Close d'elle ...

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