AmyMichelleMosier Posted September 21 Share Posted September 21 Frolic - frolic along with me And be as a spritely fawn Running carelessly through the reeds As best we can imagine. Let's traipse across the rivulet Where a log fell in the right place. What luck that we should find it Like it knew of our escapade! The shrubs have something to say; Small murmurs are thrown to the wind. They catch up to us and whizz by But we've not a common language. So wildly about, the winds gush That my whipped hair looks feral. We trample the weeds underfoot; We overtake a lonesome hill. Somewhere, anywhere - let us run And forge for ourselves a new path. Frolic with me through the unknown So sure that we never look back. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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