Lately
I Long
for the Love
that I once Left
when I chose the Lonely
path of discovery and difficult Learning.
My
steps Melt
into the Miles
I tread when Meandering
round town each cloudy Morning
'til each crisp and tender Midnight
Softly
I Sing
the tender Songs
not meant for Solitude
and gently drop a Sigh
waiting patiently for another ripe Summer
Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 4:59 PM UTC
Lately
I Long
for the Love
that I once Left
when I chose the Lonely
path of discovery and difficult Learning.
My
steps Melt
into the Miles
I tread when Meandering
round town each cloudy Morning
'til each crisp and tender Midnight
Softly
I Sing
the tender Songs
not meant for Solitude
and gently drop a Sigh
waiting patiently for another ripe Summer
11/08/12
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