ring around my finger
your kiss it lingers
in your eyes and on my hand
watching me leave your land
standing out by the trees
cold autumn-threaded breeze
so far I'll miss you
I risk even this too
living apart now
trust our lives
to our art
when the toll's paid
groundwork, road laid
I'll walk the bargainer's path
we'll make it there,
and last.
Sep 23, 2012
Sep 23, 2012 at 11:59 PM UTC
ring around my finger
your kiss it lingers
in your eyes and on my hand
watching me leave your land
standing out by the trees
cold autumn-threaded breeze
so far I'll miss you
I risk even this too
living apart now
trust our lives
to our art
when the toll's paid
groundwork, road laid
I'll walk the bargainer's path
we'll make it there,
and last.
copyright fhw, 2012
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