Her Twilights Last Gloaming
Turned day into night,
The drifting of eyes
Heaven’s secret…
Once bliss
Now,
Spilled the blue from skies
Illusions of love
Cost of say
My want for azure days
My Janice lost, to Jimmy’s Purple Haze
Copyright © David Archuletta | Year Posted 2009
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