Audrey Ashira

medly

In poetry on October 9, 2010 at 12:33 pm

And so it goes:
The songs that haunt my dreams
Come ever and again
On back to me
The tightrope
In the sky
And in the circus;
All the eyes;
And then, the cows
Down by the sea
Fading from veiw
Fading, like we two
[2, 3, 4, 5]
From the platform of a train
Come ever and again
On back to me

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