...by Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
Muse humbled by words of a brilliant of bard.
Making one stupor with a pour of a wine, that delights without intoxicating.
Worthy of cherishing, framing and hanging on walls of a heart.
A sweet huda drinking of its nectar, sings a paradisial lullaby.
Making the heart beat a double, causing a ripple, in a rhythm of pulses.
Soaring the bubbles that boil at minus 0 degree fahrenheit.
Softly landing on a moon crater called Fumanjanatra blue.
I am but a space flyer, riding a fire, floating higher into ecstatic bliss.
(c)2014 tijjani m. m.
all rights reserved
Muse humbled by words of a brilliant of bard.
Making one stupor with a pour of a wine, that delights without intoxicating.
Worthy of cherishing, framing and hanging on walls of a heart.
A sweet huda drinking of its nectar, sings a paradisial lullaby.
Making the heart beat a double, causing a ripple, in a rhythm of pulses.
Soaring the bubbles that boil at minus 0 degree fahrenheit.
Softly landing on a moon crater called Fumanjanatra blue.
I am but a space flyer, riding a fire, floating higher into ecstatic bliss.
(c)2014 tijjani m. m.
all rights reserved
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