Dec 2014
I glance at you
lying on the grass
dozing in the sun
arms clasped behind your head
so familiar
yet
containing a universe
a history
perceptions I will never know
lying on the grass
dozing in the sun
arms clasped behind your head
so familiar
yet
containing a universe
a history
perceptions I will never know
(Tasmania)
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