departures
I know you, leave in respect of a bay
Com me these trapped birds seeking an outlet
Their season controversy
We listen to the sea yet found
A dance ignores the salt and wind,
Never
So our eyes s summer the vest
dreams
As a tear shed to diap as we
Angels
I know you, leave ; so calm and serene yet
A song is not known
Your face
At the time
Where new beginnings are a source
We pecks
We would go in likeness of country
Random wind s that day together