If you,
Had been a poem
Of a morn,
A poem never torn from continuum,
I would have kept my rhyme
In your flowing lines,
If you,
Had been a myth,
In your deep
I would have kept a legend,
If you,
Had been that color of a day
Termed 'haas' in aviary format,
I would have been the bird caught
Flying in the sky,
Like a picture,
A photograph.
Saturday, November 2, 2013
If You, had been a poem,
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