Oct 2016
A stream parts its
watery hair over
stones, as time
renews too often
to tell...akin to
blood figuring in
gently.
A plainly hidden
crossing, where
only private
worlds lie in wait.
watery hair over
stones, as time
renews too often
to tell...akin to
blood figuring in
gently.
A plainly hidden
crossing, where
only private
worlds lie in wait.
