[poem] and miles to go before I sleep
Jul. 3rd, 2014 02:59 pmDon't ever make me promises.
They're too fragile to keep, ornate
and delicate and glass. We'll just
knock into them while moving past.
They'll gather dust or rust. Instead
please give me tales of here and now.
Please give me strawberries and smiles,
sunlight, silence, stubborn stars --
but never give me promises:
they're too fragile. They'll break my heart.
They're too fragile to keep, ornate
and delicate and glass. We'll just
knock into them while moving past.
They'll gather dust or rust. Instead
please give me tales of here and now.
Please give me strawberries and smiles,
sunlight, silence, stubborn stars --
but never give me promises:
they're too fragile. They'll break my heart.
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