Monday, October 17, 2011

Sun ripened service*

Sun ripened service*


The orange juice in my eyes
A breakfast in the Awakening
A new morning awaits at my door
My table is set to be served
Only two to respond
The blue skies are my cover
I have reached the heavens in its destiny
I am no longer here
Breakfast is Now lunch
We are served*


Dom*Colucci 2011
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2 comments:

  1. sharmishthaOctober 19, 2011 at 9:18 AM

    a poem as fresh as spring flowers. loved it.

    lots of love.

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  2. AnonymousOctober 23, 2011 at 1:53 PM

    thanks my Precious Flower of God's Love..sorry I did not get back and respond so quickly...been very busy around the house and the job....hope all is doing fine with you...I hope someday we can chat over the phone...Love you(+)
    soulbro*;)xoxoxo---{--@

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