Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Perfect

Friday, February 22, 2008

Perfect

I open the window to bring back memories. The soft breeze, light rain and cool air clean away the dross of mind. The green is lush with thoughts of you... our walks, our words, our dreams shared with lemonade in the heat of summer nights and fireflies. They say nothing is perfect, but we know... Sign in to see full entry.

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