Naked feet dance with blades of grass.
stuff written by jg
T H E M E S
alphabet fishing
creek songs or love strummed through the leaves
fruit
the whale
Monday, February 26, 2007
Always Forget, Always
Fingerprints lost, a graze was once warm now turned to ice
Eyes once stared into burst in the air
Let the fireworks burn
Let them fade into ashes
Kissing the air and hoping the fall never ends
It always ends
It always kills.
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