Below the Rust

I Wait For Youit is spring. green-ish tints of the beginning. perfect weather, outlook of sun. peeps of tree children and everything smiles. i wait for you.I Wait For You
it is summer. blonde and brown and reddish-gold. water and playing and lots of lounging. but i wait for you.
it is autumn. green is red and red is brown. falling apart leaves that don't hold in your hands. breathing in hurts and the air is silent. but i wait for you.
you are here. winter, my closest friend. crimson and purple and blue. you are dark. you are light. you are the shine on my shoes and the wind under my cuffs. your hands are almost tangi
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more people write poetry than read it
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My photos are not for beating your dick to. Thanks for the cooperation.
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Cheers.
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congrats on being so cool
is trumpet something that is self teachable through trial and error, or is a teacher recommended?
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i like to chew on my plectrum
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