Oct 2017
There you sit,
my pounding heart,
listening
for the soft touch of my padded feet
on your moonlit balcony...
My breath I bequeath
to you, with it to weave
the veil over
our deep secrets.
my pounding heart,
listening
for the soft touch of my padded feet
on your moonlit balcony...
My breath I bequeath
to you, with it to weave
the veil over
our deep secrets.
