Friday, July 4, 2014

Pocket Love

                       

Darkness tugging her heart, in her two feet
Love burning through the wind,
Settling in his pocket.

She in her corner of the woods,
He in his.

Lights coloring a dark sky
Thunder pounding the tree trunks
Until they all go home to drink
Telling tall tales of heroes in a day gone by


Do you remember?


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