told you. tonight.
Time After Time.
should be our song--
in the same chilly vein
there. turquoise, lights.
in your eyes. shimmering
in the hallow.
this
empty
tomb.
there. is a red heart
atop. a field of green
with lace. tied. like
string.
a kite.
billow it up.
raise it high.
my vision.
transcending.
renewed.
hopeful.
in the same chilly vein
there. torquoise lights.
in your eyes. shimmering
in the hallow.
in this.
empty room.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
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