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The Last One

November 13, 2010
By TheArchitect ELITE, Madison, Wisconsin
TheArchitect ELITE, Madison, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
-Anything said by Mr. T<br /> - Ill be in my bunk<br /> - Im so clever that half the time I don&#039;t even understand what I&#039;m saying


the seasons are fading again
nature is changing her dress
she is sick of the pale yellow mornings
the wildflower prints
she is drained and cold
and in need of something heavier
brighter
soon she will don a fiery gown
full of crunchy leaves
and crisp air
that holds the smell of pumpkins
from last year
letting the scents of fresh tomatoes
fade away
instead
her perfume is of apples
and corn
and spiderwebs will form in the hammock
the mint leaves all will dry
and shrivel
and we will enjoy one last
golden
summer night
with lettuce and tomatoes and beans from the garden
we will slip off our shoes
and run forever in the grass
an collapse
laughing
to watch for shooting stars
and hear the crickets
the bonfire crackling
and your arms around me
before the end


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