Monday, September 21, 2009
Smitten with Sunrise
Fetch me some sunrise in that mug The one with the old crack Yellowed from time’s wear to warp Imagine now the morning’s gaze Filling up that old pitcher Right through tawny glass that shimmers Can you tell me now how far the sun? Can you tell me how fast it climbs? Now, can you recall that midnight...
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