Autumn
09 . 22 . 07Why did summer go so quicklyWas it something that I saidLovers walking along the shoreLeave their footprints in the sandWas the sound of distant drummingJust the fingers of your handPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd a fragment of this songHalf remembered names and facesBut to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you […]











