I in I love you weeps in why
I in I love you weeps in whystanding by a sullen shore
dipping tardiness in crystal water
it is getting late my love
a cool spring night in my arms
drips like a melting kind of going
dance red coat boot and tail
there are stories in our lives
images fading with wind
there are summer days
never promised
and yet so full of yearning
there is a goodbye lingering
in the heat of the sun
in the scent of the garden
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2016-05-09 at 11:45
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