Speak
There is a quest
A guess about time
A place to be
With me
If you would
Perhaps
In a dale or in the wood
Upon the glade
Perchance you would speak
To me
For you see I am alone
At the end of the pier
Watching the sun
Setting upon the sea
Leashes pull
And dogs tug
Little girls running
Jumping
Enjoying the merry game
They call out to the gulls
Swooping and dipping
Squawking out our names
Yet, we do no speak
With your iPhone
No one cares
Only you do
Speak to me
Speak
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