Friday, 30 August 2013

Summer's Lavender (13831)

Remember the smell of 
Last summer's lavender?
The violet that shined
The wind blew across the vein 
In the golden morning glory
The window took the light
When we woke up to our eyes
I picked up an angel
From the wide wide garden behind
And all I had
Was to run. To run across 
The shelter line
Run! Run the untold memories of mine
Never remind the sweetness of the wine
Nor the countless rust
I shall bury them in the dusty grave 
To wake up and leaving yesterday

Now you know, now you know
All I had was the lone 
Summer's lavender

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