February 16, 2009

Rows and Throws

We hit the top of the valley with youthful bounce and lay our eyes over scenes of green golden madness.

"Light your pipes and fill your jars" I scream across the sky dome,

"We are change and more besides"

Whipping up tunes of the old days we commence our journey of sight and mind and the girls

The girls in rows and throws laughing throw us rose crowns and thongs as we gallop out in Arthurian quest.

She's on my mind as a newness rolls on past, though I'd rather her not be.

She sends me into mad chaos, what I would do for those hips and lips, her love.  Her innocence of energy galls me.

              If only she would throw me rose crowns and thongs.


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