Sunday, October 14, 2001

To: Forget

Summer evening, silver in the trees
Green leaves, not yet autumn, turn to gold;
Rays streak between branches, dust
Glitters between my heart and yours.

My dear, tear yourself away from it all,
Come and lay with me, visit silence, easy
Freedom and rebirth; look out upon the sea:
Waves crashed before you, before me.

Let go, let me carry you aboard,
Forget your clean clothes, forget, fall
Asleep in my arms, as I stand in your
Shadow, baby, love me like I love you.

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