Sunday, August 21, 2011

Hidden River

what music lifts the moment strum
poetry sounding like it means more
I prefer the lute implying unknown
lyrics not be sung so I can even think

pinch me I'm awake enough already
realize the best intention to be here
and gone fishing out of hidden river
warning nothing of this long to last

be the one who gets away who calls
the odd objection with that certain
charm remembered broken hearts
offer both context and redemption

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