Keep the dream
Lovely thing
You both so noble
And deserving
A litany of clasps
A few gods before her
Sacred at a glance
So yesterday
She's out & about
In the countryside
Trees bend & sway
Before her
Old trees
With old desires
She waves them in
To a parking location
Just one of the hired help
You know
Cuteness & hard work
It gets a girl quite far
He's everything
She's forgotten
City dances
The country moves
Utes & kangaroos
And guns & dreams
And football on weekends
Her mending my seams
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