June In The Flowers


To ---, Forever Ago
Let me be the only one to fall,
Into your slipstream to the sun,
And if my mysteries come unraveled,
Then let's steal away our essence,
And run,
Blindly headed to that secret place,
Of Moon flower fields in Darkness,
So Old,
And I'll be the Artist who came in from the cold.

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