and on other days
the streets are quiet
beneath a sky like milk
that glows from behind
and all i can hear
are the birds i cant see
seeking, im sure, the flowers
in the garden of my belly
craving more care
and a pair of willing hands.
4 comments:
simple and beautiful.
one day one day l j t
my dear C. don't worry, i am also distant lately, without words... that kind of period. but i am here, you'll be here - and that is enough at the moment <3
Post a Comment