Come darling
hold my hand
as we did in summer
We would watch wild parrots cross the sky
squawking side by side to bite each other
their effervescent greens and yellows
swallowed by the dusk of us
blurred into one behind an orange sun
setting just beyond our sight
Hold my hand darling
into our darker gray
reminisce of when
we perched in trees
across our seasons
Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 11:12 PM UTC
Come darling
hold my hand
as we did in summer
We would watch wild parrots cross the sky
squawking side by side to bite each other
their effervescent greens and yellows
swallowed by the dusk of us
blurred into one behind an orange sun
setting just beyond our sight
Hold my hand darling
into our darker gray
reminisce of when
we perched in trees
across our seasons
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