Tuesday, January 11, 2011

A Little Piece


To feel that spark. 
Photo by  - Me
There's a cold easy glow, dancing over our street
I Could have chased you down, 
I could have held your love
But wouldn't you think me weak?
Of All I should know how the streets come and go
And you chased the kaleidoscope dream
Stranger, baby, always keep me in your sweet memory.

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