Grey

Reminds me of a foggy beach

         you made your voice sweet today

the clouds of a dream

        Heaven as seen in old movies

you move and try to teach me

        a horror movie shower

I’d like to run with you again

        the break over a lake at the end of a dock

And return different

       where you could only fall fall fall

Rain races the rabbit

         it’s a thick mist and your pillow never gets wet

Grey soft hat matches new grey eyes

        tattooed prose swirls her body

Sun brushes yellow on pushed sand

       I think I love you messy bluebird

I think I may love you

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