Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Getting David Thomson

The skies were gloomy and crowded,
But when I saw you,
Sunlight streaked across my face
You came,
Mellowing my heart with your warmth
You came,
With open arms and wild words
I lonely lass
Smitten by your charms
Set out like young Lochinvar
On quests untold
As your pages unfold...

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