Thursday, January 27, 2011

Yes, We Did

I defied the naked moment to trust me again
I tried the limpid fragment to talk of pain
I cried the shining ferment to play in rain
I played the running faucet to gush on same
You laughed the smiling spirt of happy in night
You trampled the grimacing rictus of dawn in flight
You called the dancing clowns of every other sight
You bothered the happy laughter of long lusty might
We married the other to make sure that all was ever right

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