Evening’s wetness
has the tang of unobtrusive winter; emotions are upright
ostrich-like,
the wet earth, loose soil
will shackle me to songs.
Sprouting shadows.
Love will gesture towards faraway promontories.
Evening’s wetness
has the tang of unobtrusive winter; emotions are upright
ostrich-like,
the wet earth, loose soil
will shackle me to songs.
Sprouting shadows.
Love will gesture towards faraway promontories.
