Wrapped in a cocoon
I swung with the leaves of the trees
Back and forth
Keeping with the rhythm of the breeze,
Listening to the most beautiful silence there is
And then
his kiss

I traced the outline of the trees
Against the darkened sky with my fingertips
While counting fireflies
With his arms around me

and in that moment,
Life was simple.


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1 thought on “Perfeito

  1. t h i n g s + f l e s h September 30, 2013 — 12:28 pm

    what a delightful read and blog. you know every bird’s song. tony


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