new girl new ideas
the conversating on
music movies books
read/not read/discarded
of ambitions & ideas
then the difficult comes
wishes & hopes
between the sheets
this last one sat under trees
summer easy days
no other ears around
as she laid down lines
this not that that not this
I could hear the breeze
there in the leaves
as the silence grew
long between us
we picked up the picnic
I dropped her off at hers
met that night for the last time
everything dusted done & gone
for rules for fears rather than
grow near some kind of loving
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