Did you frolic neath so and
tears
courses, weather, blistered years
ever
a painting
tacid might
screw the cork in
just
so tight
in the moon we walked then
her breeze filtered us
sought to remember
each, the granual
we had ever lived
this dawn and before
the wretch
had
come
with her dare and
much
squinted eyes
as silver that spill
now so gold
I did lean near felt
your hand
and looked
to the ground
that only bear you
much silver platter alone
and just the gumdrops upon
the tray
of now and forever
a float away
as her
in moon
the day away
tears
courses, weather, blistered years
ever
a painting
tacid might
screw the cork in
just
so tight
in the moon we walked then
her breeze filtered us
sought to remember
each, the granual
we had ever lived
this dawn and before
the wretch
had
come
with her dare and
much
squinted eyes
as silver that spill
now so gold
I did lean near felt
your hand
and looked
to the ground
that only bear you
much silver platter alone
and just the gumdrops upon
the tray
of now and forever
a float away
as her
in moon
the day away
