Christian Allen

Rookie (Georgia)

Sunday February 14th 2010 - Poem by Christian Allen

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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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 14, 2010

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