Tuesday, November 9, 2010

summer pt. II

In a cove connected
Between the blanket and the skies,
It was then I knew the sunshine
Was reflected in my eyes.

The carousel beneath us
Sang through my august nights -
"The summer feels like stubble
And it smells like northern lights."
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousNovember 15, 2010 at 12:31 AM

    :D

    GAH!

    So clever!

    I love it!

    This literally took me back to our first few splendid encounters.

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  2. paperthindressFebruary 6, 2011 at 12:52 AM

    'Splendid' is a rather mild term to describe them, my love.

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