Sunflowers, green cash,
French cologne and cigarette ash,
Classic cars on Sunset Blvd,
We were kings of the world.
What are you thinking?
How are you feeling?
Those spring-warm nights seems so long ago,
And so does the boy I used to call
my King of the UK.
- Author: Niall (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 27th, 2017 18:14
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
Comments1
This seems to be a pretty personal poem about your memories, so I don't have to 'get it'. Like the writing though, reading it made me think back to my own 'spring-warm nights'!
Thanks 🙂 hope you've been well!
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