Treasure Island

Daniel Artemas Harmon

(May 10,1965 / Berkeley, Ca.)

Truest lover


I was walkin, sad and so lonely

lookin for a wishin well

when I met my own truest lover

with the sweetest words to tell

We kissed one time, slow and lightly,

we kissed two times, sweet and hard,

then I found my wishin well

right there in my own yard.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, May 03, 2011

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