Slowly and most sneakily, the rain has taken over.
I remember you
*Thin sheets of rain, wrapped around you,
Clinging to you in diamond droplets…*
And I’ll never forget.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
'I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show,
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down...'
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show,
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down...'
3 comments:
Another emotional trip? ;)
Are you drunk?
abar emo. trip!
and, a leetle beet mebbe! :)
Post a Comment