irregular, you came, your best clothes
shining.
never mind. the first tune hit the mind,
patterns and mathematics.
the kindness that is, mixes
with dampened autumn air, and your woodsmoke.
sweet oak.
all that there is. here.
sbm.
Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 1:09 AM UTC
irregular, you came, your best clothes
shining.
never mind. the first tune hit the mind,
patterns and mathematics.
the kindness that is, mixes
with dampened autumn air, and your woodsmoke.
sweet oak.
all that there is. here.
sbm.
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