Think backwards,
Think of better times.
Remind yourself of sunny days.
Think of flowers during May.
Think of trees and soft green leaves waving in the breeze, and golden birds, drifting in the golden sky as the sun is setting and people gather on the beach.
Think of summer storms and running in the rain.
Think of walking through the woods and splashing in the streams.
Streams that turn to rivers with crushing foaming waterfalls that tower in the mist,
Think of someone lovely,
Dream about a kiss,
Dream of lovely things, things that you will miss,
Think of the trees again in autumn, mosaic leaves of brown and red and yellow.
Tell no one what you’re thinking of,
Your love is but a secret.
Close your eyes
Fall to rest
And Shiver.
Apr 22, 2012
Apr 22, 2012 at 6:00 PM UTC
Think backwards,
Think of better times.
Remind yourself of sunny days.
Think of flowers during May.
Think of trees and soft green leaves waving in the breeze, and golden birds, drifting in the golden sky as the sun is setting and people gather on the beach.
Think of summer storms and running in the rain.
Think of walking through the woods and splashing in the streams.
Streams that turn to rivers with crushing foaming waterfalls that tower in the mist,
Think of someone lovely,
Dream about a kiss,
Dream of lovely things, things that you will miss,
Think of the trees again in autumn, mosaic leaves of brown and red and yellow.
Tell no one what you’re thinking of,
Your love is but a secret.
Close your eyes
Fall to rest
And Shiver.
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