Heather Strang | The Raspberries Know


26 Sep / The Raspberries Know

Raspberry juice dots my fingertips
Smearing the steering wheel, and I don’t care

Your name repeats a million times in my mind
And I feel the longing for more

For your name in my mouth,
Your heart in my soul

For a love that burns longer and sweeter than the brightest harvest moon
We are one, you and I

And even the raspberries know it.

Copyright 2011 Heather Strang

By Heather Strang in Uncategorized

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