[the sun has returned, just when]
By kevin
the sun has returned, just when I'd become used to the floods of spring one clean foot amid the mud & now the sun's drying it out. like squirrels, looking for nuts, you&I sat here talking bring me the golden dawn, & your hair bring my your love & happy ending how many times walking in the garden hands locked in faint echo of lofty romance tears stain your cheeks; I tremble. you're getting married; we never could have been & the world's a compatible soul emptier listen as the trees sing. Sing, and wither.What do you think of the combination of imagrey and feelings? How about the stanzas? Written July 10th, 2001 © on Jul 10 2001 04:11 AM PST, Kevin Watt 0 • 8
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"the sun has returned, just when..."