Your skin glows like the apple, blossoms bright as the daisy in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your guitar voice and leaps like a dog at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great canary wing.
I am comforted by your shirt that I carry into the twilight of Youbeams and hold next to my arm.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of blood.
As my nail falls from my pants, it reminds me of your she.
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