Simple and Pure

Version 2

Paradoxical are the aesthetics

that compel and lure me;

I bask in the colors,

but the simple and pure

still me, draw me in,

speak in whispers to my soul

in ancient tongues.

 

Bring me to the birdsong,

closer to the clouds,

sit in silence with me

as the stars come out,

 

make my heart beat wildly

off the beaten path,

take me to the summit

holding my hand,

 

show me the view

I’ve only visited in dreams,

then whisper in my ear

what I’ve been longing to hear

 

only from you.

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