#920699 added October 5, 2018 at 6:24pm Restrictions: None
A Poem While At Work
While Listening To Our Song
Apple blossoms gone
I swirl with you
Round the verdant room
To our favorite song
Lilting
Leaning, I whisper
Deep into your ear
I'm dying, I'm dying
One last dance bare
On dewy delight
Clover cropped
Our autumn bright --
Fades in blue eyes
Fades to white
Tightly we hold on
Crash with crimson sun
Into that good night.
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