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Another one for the books

Posted to Poetry




Her eyes twinkled in the weak sun light as the clouds broke to show the sky.
And the blue made the contrast burn -within us, within you.
Where green meadows turn to blackness now skins begins to pale.
For the sounds like to blend- around us, around you.

And I can turn away
And I can pull you back
And I can let you go
And I can always say - What about us, what about you.

BUt sometimes the peatels fall and flow down the stream.
And rain may flood but floods like to subside, like to- drown us, drown you.
STill regardless of this I can still see the exist sign glowing so far away.
And just to be predictable, maybe just for kicks

' I smile- good night'