Thursday, February 11, 2010

Campbells Cheese Soup



Give me your hand as before,
I can touch it, touch it hours.
crosses that ocean again.
Give me your thoughts now.

I give you my hand. Sound
your plan.
carry with me a score.
are with me back those notes.

Next. The time goes on. Without

hand with that plan
a new score.
Sounds like my first love.