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Sep 2013
tell me my dear darkness
where does the light touch my eyes?
have the leaves fallen before you
leaving silence in my mind
i ask you with heated thunder
reading  riddles in the sky  
where did all my yellow dreams fly

you sang to me my darling
with words so healthy in each stride
stirring  up the  fog
with your  feathers smooth as tides
i hung for you on branches
while my leaves  grew crisp and dry
where did all my yellow dreams fly

i would questioned every wind
that stroked the ghost of our days
when we laid in yellow fields
our hair tangled together like hay
now i whisper to those fields
the ones that shimmered with us, like gold  
Where did all my  yellow dreams fly

i called you my lover
for that's what was said
you promised me no sunrise
could feel brighter then your light in my head  
but now we wait across lakes
till dawn kissed our eyes
i asked you my friend
where do all our yellow dreams fly
Emerald
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Emerald  portland. OR
(portland. OR)   
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   MKJ, Lana, Sean Antonio Tyson, ---, --- and 1 other
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