Tuesdays Say It All
Morning songs
Coffee sings
Stains of grey
Just tell me
What it is
You have to say
Our dawn is piercing
Time into
Can’t speak to split
For I’m overwhelmed
By the Saturdays fading
Amongst your
Saddened lips
So many times
I left undisclosed
You seem to think
I’m at your door
But now I fear that
You may already know
To and from
We start to go
Hand in thumb
Summer birds
They whisper
As we hum
Chew unto
I’ve lost my feet
Became a statue
Next to you
Two in two
We pair
unsowed in brew
Today you’re gone
Tomorrow’s loan
Again I’ll sing
Yesterdays song
Can you think
Of better times to come
I’m going there
Trying to reach
What’s drifting down
They know where its from
Days, they fail
Afternoons
No Sunday brunch
Carolina’s after you
A duet to miss
Or hold it with
I’ll tell you this
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2009
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