Clothed In Hues Poem by Natasa To

Clothed In Hues

As if you are in love, a orchid branch
Hangs in my back yard, asleep - so high...
The trees wake - and dream? - in sunshine;
And the mystery of their parent is near, near...

Even if we cannot took it,
The blind language is still intelligible:
They use our beauty to let you think of
How we are one mute rays and spots of love.

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