Wednesday, June 25, 2008

true north

no one found such joy
in catching raindrops
in their mouth
or laughed so hard
at their body clock rewinding
people here use umbrellas
but you get soaked through
and marvel at the illusion age they give you.
no one found the day so full of stars
and the night
so sunlight bright
as you.

perhaps only me.
following the path in the bushes
that you carved through.,.,

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