Bohemian Spring

September 23, 2017

The half buttoned shirt of youth

And the sun burnt brown skin

Which still bears the scar of the first kiss

A beating of heart

A slow retreat to darkness

A bed with bit of warmth and never spoken dreams

I hold it all like spring

For you, when after all the bleeding

We might love again.

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