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This song is a series of mile markers
It is a state highway
This song is a wet road
As hard as the rain on the windows
It is the western sky folding in on itself
A fire sinking into cinders
This song layers colors crooning
Rose, sand, orange, and deep deep blue
And sleeping keeps its stars alight.
This song is not green or yellow like stones and grass
It does not yell from cliffs
Into the black of night.
It is not a light.
This song keeps time in miles
It is a high yearning song for skies
It only sings in sunsets
This song is soft when the wind is still
And lives when the summer dies.
It is a state highway
This song is a wet road
As hard as the rain on the windows
It is the western sky folding in on itself
A fire sinking into cinders
This song layers colors crooning
Rose, sand, orange, and deep deep blue
And sleeping keeps its stars alight.
This song is not green or yellow like stones and grass
It does not yell from cliffs
Into the black of night.
It is not a light.
This song keeps time in miles
It is a high yearning song for skies
It only sings in sunsets
This song is soft when the wind is still
And lives when the summer dies.
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This is just a soft poem I wrote as a response assignment. The song I had in mind was Kings of Leon - On Call.
© 2009 - 2024 ignia
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