dedicated in reverence <br /> in purest esteem <br />a recollection of dedication <br /> to an overt event <br />relived once again <br /> in anticipation <br />'Running on empty, the sky is dark' <br /> by the Big Blue Vase <br /> is shaky town <br />passing by all those lives <br /> fallen as a giant <br /> long leaf pine <br /> <br />I'm cold, I'm cold, I'm cold <br />I can't shiver, so cold <br />Insanity tastes of identity <br />Rolling stone got no home<br /><br />Midnights Voice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yes-45/
