You can't tell me, you know - you wouldn't. You would? You see, I never thought that you would follow through, you always just made do, and yet you never cease to surprise me, you sly one, you.
You, sacred winds, call me to your lava bed You who swim upstream, to spawn and join the dead You new vistas, fecund and mossy green You with ancient meaning, to me still unforeseen You wild bear alone, seeking truth in moonlit night You in the canyon, an eagle’s gift in flight You have been harvested, cedars tall and strong You sing the mystery, in the raven’s song You with frozen cries, locked in a glacial vault You must understand, my love is not my fault
You always get so dark, so early and You cannot expect us to stay. You certainly can't keep us here all of our lives but You can depend on us coming back, even if You are cold. You watch the ice and snow blow and You are the wind You meet me with every secret and You unite us on this front. You are winterpeg.
you hill and cresent you move and groan you, shrouded and adorned, are dancing you slip and lurch you filter you rail to the station you ask so much of me you change directions you make no promises you snarl you do
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5 comments:
You can't tell me,
you know -
you wouldn't.
You would?
You see, I never thought that
you would follow through,
you always just made do, and yet
you never cease to surprise me,
you sly one,
you.
You, sacred winds, call me to your lava bed
You who swim upstream, to spawn and join the dead
You new vistas, fecund and mossy green
You with ancient meaning, to me still unforeseen
You wild bear alone, seeking truth in moonlit night
You in the canyon, an eagle’s gift in flight
You have been harvested, cedars tall and strong
You sing the mystery, in the raven’s song
You with frozen cries, locked in a glacial vault
You must understand, my love is not my fault
You always get so dark, so early and
You cannot expect us to stay.
You certainly can't keep us here all of our lives but
You can depend on us coming back, even if
You are cold.
You watch the ice and snow blow and
You are the wind
You meet me with every secret and
You unite us on this front.
You are winterpeg.
word verif: pumpuget
you hill and cresent
you move and groan
you, shrouded and adorned, are dancing
you slip and lurch
you filter
you rail to the station
you ask so much of me
you change directions
you make no promises
you snarl
you do
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