Jul 2014
beloved
come, lean to me,
let us be morning shadows
as the hem of night
slips from our lips
---
when sadness lives in you
you shrink inside
away from your eyes
you walk slowly
as not to rattle
come, lean to me,
let us be morning shadows
as the hem of night
slips from our lips
---
when sadness lives in you
you shrink inside
away from your eyes
you walk slowly
as not to rattle
