Summertime

Written 2005
Author: Parrish Ravelli
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there are books on shelves
with miles between them

with space for my ego to construct itself
just shy of a romantic

there are lines that divide
and run into one another

train tracks, or headlights
just missing each other

to what name do I give a rose
none but that which is its' own

romance

and myself just a spectator
between lines and chapters

sitting on shelves overlooking trains
just missing eachother