Friday, December 18, 2015

Warm Black 3 So

The grass titillating the spine, the gaze underneath the stars, the light of the lincoln,
The random strangers, the weird wine, the expensive dine, the darkness and the laughs.
The strength of the arms, the limp of the hurt, the vanishing hate, the welcoming new,
The sunset frozen, the silence in the ride, the rude still on, the pride not gone.

The hi so slow, the bye so loud, the walk so slow, the gaze so long,
The chase so long, the thought so slow, the name just the same, the same isn't a game.

The dine so long, the time so slow, no one knows, no one cares,
The laughs so loud, the drive so long, turn it around, the change so new.

The time so right, the smile so light, we all know, we all care,
The giggles so true, the time so long, oh so long, glad its strong.
The fourth is better, the life is better, the flight is right, the kiss is light
So far, so long, so much, so new, so few, so true, so few, yet so true, still so true.


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