We spent an entire spring to hear this song
we whistled wondering what was happening back East
disguised dressed in black from head to toe
sending clandestine messages home
Summers thinning mask crashing into hoping for happiness
with your hands tied to tall trees that towered around
Falls feathers painting each day deep shades
of you
on the rolling five season mountains
flat against the cobalt sky
where there the broken seas did once shine
when then in lonely droves with winds crossed
so beautiful
chasing dormant days
chasing the love you never gave
over the inland sea
through the memory of sleep on a dark and comforting
maternal shore
between the delicious smiles of the thin air
There was a time...
so lovely.
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