Shipwreck Poems
Catch 'em before they rust away
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Alpine Paradox
The closer you are, the cooler the air,
the higher you climb, the bolder the glare.
Frostier feelings take over: I swear
I can't figure out how this could come
about. 'Cause when all is said and done,
the closer I get, the colder the sun.
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