Thursday, March 11, 2010

Terminal Gold

you know its like all of my limbs feel cold
somehow the
the summertime is old and gently sighing its last few breaths
and we are living out our last requests
together - forever is now.
your presence soothes me and brings to mind
sunshine the britest that ever shined
long ago when we still yearned
before fickle affections and the seasons turned
this girl into woman with the truth behind
the beautiful pain of autumn's terminal gold.
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1 comment:

  1. I love the sound of your soul.


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