From three seperate phases of life, all concerning the same place and person...

Apr 29, 2008 23:52

Hollingsworth RD

Lead me beside the river,
Lay me down in the tall grass,
And love me the way you used to,
When we were young, and without a place for such things.

Take me out into the sun,
Bare my skin to the sky,
And make me promises worth keeping,
That are rarely ever kept.

Stay with me in this place,
Here in the wild behind the tracks,
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love, loss, poetry

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esmerelda21771 May 13 2008, 21:47:29 UTC
Awesome! I totally understand this. I don't think many people haven't felt this way with someone. You should call me sometime and we can hang out. Email me and mike at mike_n_beth_g_21771@peoplepc.com or just me at e.gardner78@yahoo.com. I've missed talking to ya!

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