'Fire Road - Closed to Public Entry'
What’s a locked gate to lovers?
They breeze right by
on wish-upon-a-star and moon beams.
They slip under, through, or over.
Was there a moon that night?
Who knows? Who cares?
It was a fire-road, alright,
and we, a flame that leaves no cinders.
Copyright © Taylor Graham | Year Posted 2011
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