Treasure Island

Greg Costello

(05/04/1970 / Dublin, Rep. of Ireland)

Coming Down


Sipping my cup of camomile,
My peaceful face, breaks into smile,
Reflecting on the longest mile,
The hands reset upon the dial,
No roguish thoughts can my mood spoil,
As to my feelings, I've stayed loyal.

Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012
Edited: Friday, November 29, 2013
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