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You and I, we should meet again
And borrow likeness as it may lend.
These summer fires are like burning suns
That lap the skin like roving tongues
You and I, we should meet again.
Whether prone to break or curved to bend
Every chance beginning has an inevitable end.
So why shy away from desire fueled feelings
Or concern ourselves with changing of seasons
When you and I, we should meet again.
Our comet streaks past boundaries end,
Beyond distant belts that shall not amend.
So I will not live my life for want,
Or ever be something that I’m not
And why we, we should meet again.
Remember, time is borrowed, life but lends
So ignore your mother and forget your friends
And let my hands roam round every curve
In circular fashions over every nerve
As you and I, we must meet again.
Now confine once more until we meet again
Under the Traxel bridge where the pathway bends,
So our secret sessions shall still be conceived
From one must take another, from another one is seized…
But you and I, we should meet again.
- Author: John Snowdon ( Offline)
- Published: February 3rd, 2017 10:27
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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