There you stand, lurking by the door
I shouldn't be offended by your love
your heart is in your loving eyes
stars don't shine more than they do
it's cute, but your love isn't feasible
how could it be when you are Spring
and I'm Summer or maybe even Autumn?
After all, the calendar makes distinctions
between snow and heat waves
a distinct hint, not to be overlooked
even for starry-eyed gods of Spring
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-07-15 01:29:45
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