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Shakesthecoffecan:
I dreamed I could fly,
Falling asleap thinking of you,
My mind turned to the hills,
And the pastures just outside your door.
And I was gliding along,
In the sweet twilight.
But I was gliding alone.

Lumière:
Hey Truman,

Lovely write.
Good to see ya around these parts bud.  :)

~M

mariez:

--- Quote from: Shakestheground on September 28, 2007, 05:01:05 pm ---I dreamed I could fly,
Falling asleap thinking of you,
My mind turned to the hills,
And the pastures just outside your door.
And I was gliding along,
In the sweet twilight.
But I was gliding alone.

--- End quote ---


That was so beautiful and bittersweet.  Thanks for sharing.

Marie

Shakesthecoffecan:
I am a poor boy,
Having paid the cover charge,
I have enough in my pocket for
Three beers.
It won't be enough I know.
To let my guard down,
To unclip my tongue and speak
To someone.
I will have to streach them out,
As long as I can,
In hopes someone will speak
To me.
Perhaps he will offer to buy me one.
A fella can dream, can't he?

Shakesthecoffecan:
In another hour,
You will be suspended above the world.
Another will be waiting for you there,
To carry you off,
To see bats, eat Mexican and dance,
Dance the night away.

I will feed your dog,
Who will not come out
From under the porch.
She, too, has only a need,
And then she is off
Dance the night away.

But that is another hour,
You buy me a biscuit,
You tell me you'll call
When you get there.
Go, I tell you at the curb
Dance the night away.

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