If I Could Change,
The past trudged as the ground.
Go round me through time.
Silence me with sounds.
Echo my fruitfulness.
Lust toward me.
To ward me with your lust...
The past trudged toward my lust.
Sounds silence fruitfulness.
Ground me with echos through time.
Go round as if to lust toward me.
To ward me with your lust...
Written and submitted for Poetry Contest:
~If I could change the past~
The twenty-ninth day of July and of calendar year: twenty-sixteen (7-29-2016)
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