Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Paradise (Original)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson

I have been in paradise,
The so called green grass
The many hues of the river
The everlasting smell of pine

The natural deodorizers
The flower's fragrance
They all have impacted
Every pore in my being

They may seize to exist
A product of negligence
Let them endure entirely
In a perpetual existence

Erick Flores

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