Dec 2019
2 am is quiet
it reeks of silence;
night slinking sleepily into day,
the dew marinated-grass shimmers
like the stars above
and a hollow moon
welcomes tired eyes
wide with wonder.
it reeks of silence;
night slinking sleepily into day,
the dew marinated-grass shimmers
like the stars above
and a hollow moon
welcomes tired eyes
wide with wonder.
