David Jargo

Rookie (September 30,1978 / Washington, D.C. U.S.A.)

Our Immortal

Today I wrote your name upon the sand,
But came a wave and washed it away.
So I wrote your name upon my hand,
And pressed it to my lips so it should stay.

Then into the cold wind my head did turn,
And in a shriek I heard the world's voice.
Foolish boy! Of perpetual love you yearn,
Do you believe you have been given a choice?

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