04-03-2014, 05:12 AM
Tree tag
She jumps from base to base
never leaving time for me.
I circle, on the lookout
for that perfect moment
to sweep in and claim
her for my own.
She wraps her arms around
their stolid frames,
looks back at me triumphant:
she won't be mine this time.
She jumps from base to base
never leaving time for me.
I circle, on the lookout
for that perfect moment
to sweep in and claim
her for my own.
She wraps her arms around
their stolid frames,
looks back at me triumphant:
she won't be mine this time.
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The howling beast is back.
The howling beast is back.