Thursday, July 16, 2009

Your Hair Fell Away (Orleans XLI '91)

Your hair fell away, covered the city
The sun shone through strands,
Shadows were everywhere

You laughed, and the meteorologists
Spoke of thunder

Your hand slid down my stomach
And soon they spoke of rain
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