A Lemon in Our Parade by Christopher ShinOne, two, three.
We are all grown
up in a couple years.
And we are no wiser,
then the way we told
each other we would be.
I said we would dance
and find the heart
of being Cupid's target.
Only to find that we
are grown and bitter.
The lemons seems so
sweet.
The grapes hold
very little wraith
in the veins
of me and you.
So we laugh and
clap with thunder
as each lightening
pierces through our
very eyes.
And we are done. 05/15/2010 Posted on 05/16/2010 Copyright © 2024 Christopher Shin
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