Throw them back at me again
Sidelong glances
Slithery smiles
Your blue.
Throw me into yesterday
When time
Seemingly still
Fled by on quiet wings
Spun from the dreams
That we whispered to each other
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This is fiction. Also non-fiction. Also a mix of the two. You figure it out. All work copyrighted Walt Zipprian unless otherwise indicated.
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