In tall pines and
night storms
when we were
close
to over
& hiking with
my long hair
down
in frantic search
of clovers
in our dancing,
& tambourines,
your whiskey drinking
sober -
You live as a
memory
in
perpetual
October.
Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 8:11 PM UTC
In tall pines and
night storms
when we were
close
to over
& hiking with
my long hair
down
in frantic search
of clovers
in our dancing,
& tambourines,
your whiskey drinking
sober -
You live as a
memory
in
perpetual
October.