Schvitzing Dylan
Schvitzing Dylan
Beads on my brow
Harmonica in my now
Transporting me to this relic's salvation
Needless in its purpose
Selfless in its demands
Except for a grande bow
To the caffeinated queen
Nothing about this screams
Solace and wilderness
Tepid and grounded
But it's the most delicate, lovely moment I've had all day.
(3/31/11)
Copyright © Suburban Lovechild | Year Posted 2015
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