SEASONS LIVE

AND when your heart
was an open book
you gave yourself
and love — the season
you never knew fear
and ever changing
shades of life
was your rainbow

But rain comes down
and flowers drink
the tears of broken
hearts —
live and let die
I say live and let die

The jester motions you
upon heels you sway
but the job you have
you got to do well

Seasons burn kisses
and horizons blend well
but that heart of yours
will live and let die

live and let die
live and let die

:: 03-05-2014 ::

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