Sunday February 14th 2010 Poem by Christian Allen
Sunday February 14th 2010
When my music plays, the seconds will not tick
While the notes fall, the sun will hold its place
I will be wrapped in the eternal warmth of the innocent
As the drums crash down, so dropp my feet on this dirt path
Sweating from the day, I am alive
I long to rest by the creek
The love come forth from my soul
I shall ride this wave to the ends of the earth
Take me away
I lay in the fields of flowers
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