Magoos

I sat for what seem…listening while the blue guitar read aloud its almost as the music was telling a story just for me…as the one ear listen… smells of honey suckles intoxicating…. I waited all winter for this one ride…a place of innocence ……..a place of confidence but once was all as memories awaits one eye closed……. another one sleeps

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