i was counting the days left,
got to yesterday and quit.
tomorrow, i'll start again.

a heard a magic moment was coming.
i couldn't wait, i'll sell lemonade
as people'll come to view its arrival.

couples will be holding each other tight.
babies will have begun to shussh themselves.
some still burning from yearning.

and i chilled lemonade for the event.
i'll stay late, pick-up pieces of love,
that is bound to be left lying around.

i've followed enough of these to know.
and i drift alone in a world of my own,
anyway.

05/03/2010

Posted on 05/03/2010
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