long road
tired travel eyes
lost a girl behind
desert wind storm blind
in a dream
your reach adrift
within the shadow
of almost
nomad summer call
long fall
into tomorrow
asphalt between your toes
no time refrain
slow fall window pane
eyes call to the blue
far ocean whisper
calls
walkabout
looking for a girl lost
just beyond
summertime blues
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As losing any amount of summer,
Is for the most part a bummer...-e-
Ron
Thanks,
Chris