Regret And Premonition
If my love would work
as it feels like it should work
then you would never
be sad or care how
long it has been since springtime
and all the colors
that lifted us then.
Love's so big it spills over,
bigger than I am,
but we're into fall
now, and I feel it coming,
feel the cold cold snow.
September 28, 2010 3:51 PM
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