Day By Day
October 6, 2014
Filed under Creative Impulse
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day by day
the trees topple over,
the land bridge falling.
everyone’s gone inside,
but when the smoke is in your eyes-
you look so alive.
as we walk through the gates,
of our house by the sea,
interested leaves-
turn red with excitement,
twisting into each other.
thoroughbred,
metaphysical beings
capriciously come,
and go
through our halls,
beckons an entirely new-
soft sounds floating,
furiously do i look at you,
but warmth follows;
everlasting glance between ,
you and I
Do you fancy sitting down?
