the story
as many times
as you want to hear it
but in return
you have to call me
baby
like you used to
when we played
across the fields
in uncertain patterns
around each other
looking past
the undertones
looking over
the future woes
into each others
eyes
as the sun
stole our shine
as it slowly
touched the earth
that day
no one knows
what ways
lead back to you
but i'll trace
them all to
be true to you
and what
happened
once upon a time
(start)
Evocative as all get out. The symbolism of the setting sun is right on target. Nicely done.
ReplyDeletethank you. i do love sunsets. :)
DeleteI agree with Mr. Andrew (and howdy, Frederick - long time no see)
ReplyDeleteThe second stanza could be from a song sung by the Supremes
i do love their "reflections" even before china beach :)
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