hack
06-26-2010, 10:58 AM
Gravity is autumnal,
in the main,
then apples fall,
as drops of rain
It's then you draw me
near to you,
when apple trees,
their fruit eschew
The ripened fruit,
our sun-kissed love,
bow to the laws
of push and shove
If I, but briefly,
pull away,
rest gentle, love,
I'm in your sway
in the main,
then apples fall,
as drops of rain
It's then you draw me
near to you,
when apple trees,
their fruit eschew
The ripened fruit,
our sun-kissed love,
bow to the laws
of push and shove
If I, but briefly,
pull away,
rest gentle, love,
I'm in your sway