With three readers:
"Can we afford these memories?"
Maybe not if they bring such joy
Ask not rhetorical questions of yourself
when music is the answer, but listen:
"I open up my eyes. I open up my loving eyes..."
A hole through the earth
A man who smelled his lady's knickers
both opened and no shame, we say:
"difficult shapes and passive rhythms some people think its fun to entertain"
and tend the planted blanket of mysterious youth like a shroud - or patch - to grow...
"Can we afford these memories?"
Maybe not if they bring such joy
Ask not rhetorical questions of yourself
when music is the answer, but listen:
"I open up my eyes. I open up my loving eyes..."
A hole through the earth
A man who smelled his lady's knickers
both opened and no shame, we say:
"difficult shapes and passive rhythms some people think its fun to entertain"
and tend the planted blanket of mysterious youth like a shroud - or patch - to grow...
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