First lilacs and now
morning glory, remind me of
your opening eyes.
*
Where blue birds have
gone, wrecking glorious nest
in search of lightning?
*
Mirage was beautiful.
You were taking a bath by
moonlight in the lake.
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 11:09 PM UTC
First lilacs and now
morning glory, remind me of
your opening eyes.
*
Where blue birds have
gone, wrecking glorious nest
in search of lightning?
*
Mirage was beautiful.
You were taking a bath by
moonlight in the lake.