If
By mtpoet
If while you are reading you fall asleep & my thoughts turn to poetry & my feelings turn to words about love & the poem I write is short but captures imagination like a walk in summer to the top of Jack's Knob, will the sky be orange, will dew drop, will a bluebird sing, or will the smell of honeysuckle drift across the page until there is left no space between us at all? Written March 16th, 2002 © on Mar 16 2002 04:30 AM PST, Rudy Thomas 0 • 10
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