so we could ride
in fields of clover
and crimson tides
you played the chords
so we could dance
close together
one more chance
you sang the lyrics
I wanted to hear
each beat of you heart
that kept me near
you wrote the words
the meaning clear
thought it was a dream
till you appeared
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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