To the Editors
In the frozen heat of meeting to a hidden drumbeat dancing
In the open air under electronic trees with paper leaves
It seems as though just once or was it so, saw you there
Turning in time with the world and all that ever was or could be
We, shared our thoughts like breaths freely given and taken
Never one to be mistaken about such a matter of fact
And even if nothing ever is really meant to remain intact
I suppose in the way that means the most love is love still
In a passing moment in the way that some things will
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-09-08 at 23:56
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That Some Things Will
In a passing moment in the way that some things willIn the frozen heat of meeting to a hidden drumbeat dancing
In the open air under electronic trees with paper leaves
It seems as though just once or was it so, saw you there
Turning in time with the world and all that ever was or could be
We, shared our thoughts like breaths freely given and taken
Never one to be mistaken about such a matter of fact
And even if nothing ever is really meant to remain intact
I suppose in the way that means the most love is love still
In a passing moment in the way that some things will
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 879 times
Written on 2019-09-08 at 23:56
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