Monday, February 23, 2009

Outloud

"Would you be the wind
To blow me home?
Would be a dream
On the wings of a poem?
And if we are walking through a crowd,
Well you know I'd be proud
If you'd call my name out loud
If you'd call my name out loud
Do you suppose that I would come running?
Do you supposed I'd come at all?
I suppose I would…"

I suppose I would...

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