When I see you no more
Only a flicker in my memory
You are a piece of a poem
Nice to read, and
Can be hummed
Like a song.
When you flit across
You become
My rhythms
My lyrics
My poems
I hum
Like a song.
15.04.2005, 12:32 AM, Friday.
Plymouth, United Kingdom.
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