As - a History
As summer changes into fall
I thought you and I
Would die apart like an exile
From his country's heart
But instead you are a Nile
That must flood forever where I grow
The corn for which I drew the chart
I cannot wait for flooding seasons
And must bare my foot
Clean of shoes and pride and come
To the place you exposed the root
That kept the poison in the scum
As time into distance spools
It is you I love
And miss now when school is over
And you are not inside
As when in silence I stay assured
In difference you were sweeter more
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