Jul 2013
The canyon
dives into shadows,
and red
paints each stone
with strokes.
But
how am I to cherish it
when you invade my view.
I am not where I am.
I am stuck
dives into shadows,
and red
paints each stone
with strokes.
But
how am I to cherish it
when you invade my view.
I am not where I am.
I am stuck
A spontaneous trip to the grand canyon with my lover--of the two I know now which is the greater beauty.
