All My Lyric
From Fecund Youth to Bomer-B
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Sleep (Orleans LXII '91)
His eyelids half-closed
His body heavy and his mind light
His arms were folded
As he hung there dreaming all the night
His knees were curled up
Sleep
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