Natalie

if you could only tell, or catch missed days, where easy love dwells, broken bars ablaze, part of this terrain, eyes clear after the rain, a bed beneath the shell, lemon trees sustain, part of another well, listening to the trains, not only children laugh, these uncertain days, no talk of prison hell, that hurt can't shame, but leaves us shrill, summer's loss is total, Spring gives us a name, our ship without a bell, will I see you again ?