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I Fell Madeline

I fell to the enemy of The leaf, I fell to the green hills, I was coming to you And I fell. I lost control and I was not Myself, sunlight has its way And the night that leads me To your eyes turns along the Day. When I was a child And when I was a man, I met you when I could Not talk- when I could not Comprehend my thoughts. My hands, my eyes Speaking in some foreign verse. A warm breeze becomes you- A summer meadow becomes you- I was coming to you, though like Sunlight that hits the ground, I did too.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 7/15/2016 1:01:00 AM
well, the imagery is good. SKAT
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