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And when you told methat dayunder the maple treeI already knew.I didn't recognize, but,
10 years 3 months ago
one day
I was walking somewhere new
singing an unfamiliar tune
in a voice that was not my own.
10 years 3 months ago
Love is an explosion in the sky.
Thatsends streaks of color,
Melting down to the horizon
10 years 3 months ago
Young love, puppy love, high school sweethearts:
Whatever you'd like to call it
Is seen as a long line of food carts.
10 years 3 months ago
The mundane becomes extraordinary
early in the dragging day
as we meet before going our separate ways.
10 years 3 months ago