Weather
What should I say,
To this amazing day,
When your charm,
Lifted me from harm?
Where shall we go,
In the morning frost?
Here comes the snow,
On a Wednesday lost.
Our bodies together,
Like lemon and butter,
And falcon's aflutter.
Cassie, we weather the weather.
Poetry by Morpheus
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Written on 2011-03-23 at 03:37
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