she pools out into the afternoon
making her dress, and you saw it
she pools out into the afternoon
wearing her orange sunbonnet,
wearing her new blue dress.
you liked it, into the afternoon
into the new blue afternoon:
(summertime is going time
going time is summertime
going time is when at last
the final find is found, and she)
she holds the song in four parts of you
the andante and the largo tune
and she found you
playing some invisible string?
were you not the only thing she had seen?
were you not the only thing she had ever seen?
she pools out into the afternoon
into the new blue afternoon.
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