Walk With Me
I taste the spring
With tongue so wicked and wry
I feel the grass between my toes
Hooves so cloven and high
If you walk beside me though the meadows
I'll assure you only the best times
But know that if you walk beside me
I'll take until you're dry
Oh the times we'll have
Dancing through days and night
Believe in me and you will fall
And warned you
I surely tried
Copyright © Matthew Morton | Year Posted 2018
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