Sep 2014
I am lost
in the recesses,
these rainbows
of my wanton mind
dreaming of you,
a warm arc
reflecting light
in the morning sun.
in the recesses,
these rainbows
of my wanton mind
dreaming of you,
a warm arc
reflecting light
in the morning sun.
(GRB090423)
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