Young 'til OldA Poem by Connor
Every sea, and all the lands
will be the highway of my darling. Every star, and every starling, will bring daylight to her hands. Tides, and tidal waves, fall to the gravity of her flowing hair. Glowing sunbeams, and whispering streams, sing through her soft words. Every smile shall be seen, and every syllable heard. From mountains swirling gusts, blow snow white designs beneath the shine of her skin, blushing red as wine, to the rhythm of sin. Day to day, and night to night, we will break down the levees, bursting with hurricane passions, beneath cloud white sheets. Twisted into fabric pleats and folds, we will never leave, from young 'til old.
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1 Review Added on August 18, 2010 Last Updated on August 18, 2010 AuthorConnorAbouti'm a journalism student attending northeastern university. my dorm bookshelf currently holds big sur by jack kerouac, the stranger by albert camus and junky by william burroughs. my favorite music ar.. more..Writing
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