Summer melancholic
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Summer melancholic
Where did the summer go, entangled in the cloud rushes, What once was gold, spilling over the rooftops and right Into your sleepy palm, hanging from the bed? Let’s hear it, The sound of starting cars amidst the autumn silence, O melancholy!, how surely you guide me to an ever sweet Heartbreak, and so I gasp surrender. Where did the summer go, like many others, and leave obscure unappreciative minds in wonder? |
Submitted on 2012-08-16 02:30:16 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| I like the voice in this, I like the certain way you have set certain things up so that parts of it are charming as other parts of it are important. I don't like all of it and that probably in part due to the goodness of most of it, it's refreshing and ardent to read the whole thing as a blob. Look at this comment as a commitment to come back and be more wordy. Nice to read you. | Posted on 2012-08-20 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ] | Where r U? It is over a hundred degrees here and like to stay that way for the next two months. A thunderstorm KO'ed the power for about two hours today. It will stay green and hot until | Late November at least. Point is Autumn is still a ways off Lady. You should move out of those frozen northlands and come down where you can go skinny dip until December. | Posted on 2012-08-17 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ] | and the cars drive away from summer...the sound of engines interrupting the sweet rustle of falling leaves...as october drives into november-- | bare trees...snow tires...love slipping into winter... the bed...a nice place to be...changes take place outside...but do they take place inside also? listen listen listen jacob | Posted on 2012-08-17 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] | |
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