We were walking through the field,
staring out at Boston.
I was choking on the whisper
of a memory of another here.
I gathered two wild flowers
and I showed them to you:
the familar
Queen Anne's Lace has always been my favorite,
and the new
*I don't know what this one's called,
but it's purple and pretty.
They're both so lovely together.*
I don't think you understood that
I was talking about us.
Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 11:08 AM UTC
We were walking through the field,
staring out at Boston.
I was choking on the whisper
of a memory of another here.
I gathered two wild flowers
and I showed them to you:
the familar
Queen Anne's Lace has always been my favorite,
and the new
*I don't know what this one's called,
but it's purple and pretty.
They're both so lovely together.*
I don't think you understood that
I was talking about us.
