Red locks do my gray heart keep
Amoung the spider webs.
The toads shall croak and the frogs may leap
alone in the Garden of Eden.
I linger at the door with my
Locks and chains, rattling them as I
Stare.
At the purple sky and singing buds.
I lost my heartbeat there.
Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 9:36 PM UTC
Red locks do my gray heart keep
Amoung the spider webs.
The toads shall croak and the frogs may leap
alone in the Garden of Eden.
I linger at the door with my
Locks and chains, rattling them as I
Stare.
At the purple sky and singing buds.
I lost my heartbeat there.