Commotion
of ocean hearts
A scent
like potion starts
To
tumble and dry
In your
swelling eyes
Mountains
climb rising dreams
Fighting
with seven seas
For that
screaming daisy
Longing
for ukulele
Dance
like the way you said
Most
things are never read
In that
shouting place you were found
Passion
brews moments around
Linen
and porcelain take
Paper
cuts for hearts to break
Lemon
tea stirs the love
You
dreamt up in mountain groves
All
nature bends to meet you now
Waiting
for your fevered brow
Oceans
mount mountains musing
Your
finery has been confusing
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