The stars look down,
upon the irradiated land
this old car
sunbeams recycled through copper veins
painting the concrete fields orange and blue.
We find our patch of earth.
You grab my hand,
Threading your fingers deep
Our bodies clouds
Floating upon the sinking calm
of late summer.
Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
The stars look down,
upon the irradiated land
this old car
sunbeams recycled through copper veins
painting the concrete fields orange and blue.
We find our patch of earth.
You grab my hand,
Threading your fingers deep
Our bodies clouds
Floating upon the sinking calm
of late summer.