The echo of your soft sound
muted,
there are cars around
Textured surface, I can feel it now
the valleys rise while the soil forms mounds
and here you are now.
Colder than ever but only from warmth
Kiln of my love
for I have found.
My masterpiece
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 7:58 AM UTC
The echo of your soft sound
muted,
there are cars around
Textured surface, I can feel it now
the valleys rise while the soil forms mounds
and here you are now.
Colder than ever but only from warmth
Kiln of my love
for I have found.
My masterpiece
Ceramics, wanting to do it again.
