Monday, October 5, 2009

My own Dew

Drunk I was
today while the sun
turned gold
the smile knew
the fragrance knew
I drank my own dew

The steps were swift
the jump the highest
a magical moment that the
eyes knew
the smile knew
the dream new

Drift my heart
here in my skies
here in my songs
the mad man knew
the birds knew
my heart new.

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