Light rain,
Sun up to sun down
Soft pillows feel softer
‘cause they’re yours
The face melting down
While fingertips touching waves
white, red and blue
And my love for you
comes from the depths of the stars
And my lips are moving
or praying
or singing
Biting
pomegranate love.
~The ancient Greeks believed that pomegranate juice was the symbol of Love, because their legends proclaimed that the first pomegranate tree was planted by Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love