Beautiful Nothings

Photo taken by Me via iPhone.

Beauty is in the eye

Broken breezes i do spy

Soft caresses on its stem

Graceful falling to its end

The ground lay wet with new desire

Petals failing to hold ones fire

Thorns awaiting sunset glows

Destination truly unknown

Angels flying above the grave

Oceans forming a new wave

Clouds are crashing into horizon

The moon doth glows between the sirens

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