Upon Fall River

by Bryan   Feb 1, 2007


There was a place in Fall River
My footsteps drifted to a girl
Her blue eyes spoke of rain
Her hair was the color of straw
Showing her bright, and beautiful
Defined like sand in the burning sun

There was an intensity
Behind that face
And it ripped through my soul
As clear as the day
The leaves sang in the breeze
Upon Fall River

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