TheEarthIsRound
07-17-2010, 09:49 PM
They were
Taking the Vineyard’s
To the Vineyard.
The Vineyard whose name
A fantasy of time
Shall remain
Martha’s.
They let their children be,
For the moment
His lips touch hers
Stays an eternity
His eyes into hers
The persevere against Time
Though the smile
Their faces
Thus wrinkle
Taking the Vineyard’s
To the Vineyard.
The Vineyard whose name
A fantasy of time
Shall remain
Martha’s.
They let their children be,
For the moment
His lips touch hers
Stays an eternity
His eyes into hers
The persevere against Time
Though the smile
Their faces
Thus wrinkle