A torch at first light
cast upon path
that flicker upon moss
now heath omit garb in her moon quite dark
that is fleece as dawn ajar and her spirit bathe
in grapes that cheek her wiles but hew her sauce
that heals
Nov 1, 2017
Nov 1, 2017 at 11:11 AM UTC
A torch at first light
cast upon path
that flicker upon moss
now heath omit garb in her moon quite dark
that is fleece as dawn ajar and her spirit bathe
in grapes that cheek her wiles but hew her sauce
that heals
