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Old poets dream and gather

October 6, 2014 - 21:49 -- Admin

I remember
Your body in December
Was my summer,
Of content, oh what content!

Our fleeting thoughts, entwined,
Made whole, unwound,
Rejoined, unbound
And that was it,
unbound, unfound

It must have been the times
Chained to change
Its need greater than me
No smashing the chains now