Feb 2015
The crescent moon
smiles
above
the barren trees
at me
overtaken
with loneliness.
I listen
to water
stream over granite
and weep
for her love,
what we
once
were.
smiles
above
the barren trees
at me
overtaken
with loneliness.
I listen
to water
stream over granite
and weep
for her love,
what we
once
were.
