Ode to Soulmate
The scent of flowers from all around
Touched my soul to set it free.
The madness yonder spread afar
Till they meet the bending sky-
The hanging firmament looks at me
Like a just- wed bride, quite and shy.
The scent of flowers from all around
Touched my soul to set it free.
The madness yonder spread afar
Till they meet the bending sky-
The hanging firmament looks at me
Like a just- wed bride, quite and shy.