More than an apple
Written within the lines of every page,
drawn by the free hands of my imagination,
it is entangled with every beat of my heart;
For it swings through me
as my breath deepens
and as my soul widens;
Being too dangerous at the brim,
it’s never too real to be candid
neither too dreamful to be special;
But as life is so busy
and time too conscious,
it’s more than an apple to me.
Copyright © Richard Nah | Year Posted 2008
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