I am everywhere
the puppy is me
I am lost and I pray
you will look for me
(I am at home)
thank you for saving me
on a cloudless
night of sturm und drang
endless misery
suddenly concludes in your eyes
change of season
is a metaphor
I am the subject laid prostrate
by the object
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3 comments:
lovely sounds, Russell
Thanks Jilly! That is music to my ears, especially coming from such a lovely voice as yours.
Grreat blog you have
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