The air-
Air-
Breathe:
Sky...
In the day.
And the birds overhead,
And how they do fly:
Here and there-
Night...
Also their song
In the morning,
Greets and follows me
As I walk down the street-
And I look up,
And there-
Through it all:
The sky-
Blue...
And I miss you.
You set me free
As I demanded,
But now I no longer
Even understand it-
And I miss you.
Monday, July 6, 2009
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