Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Once, I lived by the river

I wake up to your simple song with each new morning
You sing me sleepward when the nighttime pulls me down...

I miss you, Hondo

So come and wrap your watery arms around me, river
And I'll forget that I ever loved another
You call me sweeter, hold me tighter, pull me under

And I miss your ice embrace within the desert

You're always changing 
in the same soothing formations

Someday steps will follow words and I'll return.

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