Blue Jay Signature Poem by Louis Borgo

Blue Jay Signature



Sun is burning so bright like go a head like the next candle it like I'm that type that so bright,

Oh how words whistle to sound of the sky,

Am i the first or last to catch the Spindalis bird,

Sight to catch back home oh what a ride,

Come back to the blue dream like a merchants mark I'm catering back to my
love,

Come back old love oh yes I guess,

I am caught flirting once more love,

If the car is park I guess I fall in space to lane what is mine love,

I guess when told to be home lanes are not gaps and what is found,

Is like gum always the first piece is the best piece,

Now how do I work a stick shift word lesson to learn.

Saturday, September 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,love and art
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