winter nights, summer kites, windblown hair;
rolling hills and captains' wills followed through with care.
all the wingless hummingbirds, all the buzzless bees;
lonely howls, balding owls, separated "we."
20 February, 2009
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2 comments:
ooooo! that is really pretty. :)
thank you so much! :]
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