| Photography / Macro / Objects | ©2012-2013 =divafica |


Paradise.My arms ache from digging through
rough and ruin, in search of
paradise.
I saw it in a whispered dream,
there, nothing hurt;
we were unspoken.
With winter came warmth and summer snow,
And nothing died, just ceased to
walk with me
in paradise.

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