Ink and Inspiration
A Selection of Poetry
Monday, June 27, 2011
Lost
You
And your allusions
Of grandeur
He gave you roasted sunflower seeds
And tickled
Your barefeet
Yet you yearned
For more
You left a note
And caught a bus to nowhere
He says your name
In his sleep
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