Wednesday, July 17, 2013

You are still young...a song...and a yearn...

'You're still young...'
She sang
As if she to Her made
A plead
To send him a sky looted red -
a deed...

And
Chanted
HE
From up
There...
The same
Youngish blood...

Hearing them,
he swapped
A Feel
So distinct
Of going to make a
Sojourn
To the wild-
Adventure
Bred
As if
Onto
he...

Yea...
An escape-
He yearned,
And
he perhaps earned...

And She sang
'You're still young...'

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