MadameMorgaine297

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Why do you follow me?
Any moment I can be
Nothing but a tree.

Any Moment of the chase
I can leave you in my place
An Ipomea for your embrace

Yet if over hill and dale
Still it is your will to follow
I am off; -- to heel or fail.

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