Sara

Sara smiles on Saras isles
which ever the twain will meet
a bang a gong she’ll get it on
a lover that smiles and meets
the aromas of life
the sweet smell of a kissing dawn
the luxurious breadth of a new day yawn
Sara begins anew

hey baby, what do you say
can we start a fresh today
past is past
all is new
but not really
as it comes back to you
slow as a turtle fast as a hare
hold on for we will be there
I indeed can see past here
many of us can
but really now
stay with me
and write and write your words for me
for you, for she, for we
tell all that you can
hide behind the metaphors
sing them loud for me
take your nap and come again
for Sara… remain for me

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