crisp cold morning sun
giant squirrel searches the hill
...you are nowhere to be found
symphony of birds
gusts dancing with mimosa
...our bed is empty
ice plant in the shade
the tumbleweed immobile
...i wait, my darling
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 2:56 AM UTC
crisp cold morning sun
giant squirrel searches the hill
...you are nowhere to be found
symphony of birds
gusts dancing with mimosa
...our bed is empty
ice plant in the shade
the tumbleweed immobile
...i wait, my darling
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