I blow
I blow again
The times floats by from my windy lips
And a million umbrellas copter along so beautiful
Children smile-
They suddenly realise that nature grows its own freely available tick-tocks
Please skip wild
Please wave strong
Flowers get carried away
Spreading sex all over the city.
© 2007 Steven Pottle
(c) Steven Pottle 2007
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"The Beginning...Or The End?"
(c) Steven Pottle 2007
1 comment:
Good words.
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