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When November rain runs
down my windowpane
and sodden leaves stick
to the bottom of winter shoes
I remember June
and long for green and blue
warm wind on sunburned cheeks
sand in ponytails
shells in pockets
plaid picnic blankets topped with plastic
spoons and strawberries
sparklers…
guapsex-deactivated20130105 said:
Any pictures of you boo? C:
Any pictures of you boo? C:
What kind of pictures would we like to see? Hmmm…?:)
