Sat 06/07/08.
That was yesterdays date as I read it in an email. Such a nice date! And its the weekend still and the sun is shining (eat yo hat out Vancouver!) ...and its warm/hot out.
Its such a nice date...you should make a song out of it!
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I have turned my face from the summer sun
The rays don't heal my bones
Ran out on the fortune of spring times rain
And transpirations of rebirth in earthly song
Merely a breeze which runs and cuts through my soul
I want to rush to the emotion of my frozen tundra
That cold uncharted terrain of my soul
Well trod with design ambition and longing
But no near remnants of foot print bare
And drink in that horizon; forever.
Kryptonite as a cure for that summer song
Which is full to the brim with longing, lust and
never ending youth filled idyllic bliss
Hide me from the out of doors
Weary tired eyes, no longer taken to whim filled glances
and flight of fancy
Of nymphs, cheer squads, sirens and parade participants to the
bedazzling spectacle of precious fashion changes
Tides changing tunes but leaving well alone
Leading to a desolated ruin
Of a mans soul, on a high craggy place
