Tragic Rabbit Posted September 2, 2006 Report Share Posted September 2, 2006 honeysuckle in my dreams, I walk a path lined with blooming boys leaning down, I pluck the stems bring them to my lips scent of springtime, April blush buds against my tongue I tease apart the petals to taste each center sweet honeysuckle boyfriends blossom in my night on waking, I brush away flowered memories * Link to comment
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