Can't you see my poems
are all written across the sky
for you
And that all those records
they made back in the
70's
those songs were surely meant
for me
and
you
(i sent for a black guitar this
past saturday,
just waitin for the postman
to bring it home to me
gonna sing my songs with
that guitar
and every time I strum a string
your gonna feel it
brush your
soul)
Monday, August 6, 2012
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