Move In On Poem by j.m. Merrill

j.m. Merrill

j.m. Merrill

a little piece of america at its best, or so the sign says

Move In On



Set ablaze my heart with your nomadic love
You’re now a patron to my shadow
The wind whistles softly through your hair,
Maybe you should have bathed in my love?
During my visit I left some tangles,
For the next Johnny come lately
Let him figure out your puzzle,
I think ill move on and build a ship in a bottle...

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a little piece of america at its best, or so the sign says
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