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.
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