buried beneath warm feathered blankets in the rust tinted morning glow,
two exhausted soft breathing still bodies lie next to me fast asleep,
I awake.
5:40 AM.
the clement essence of worn clothing and moth eaten Sage daintily flow,
unharmed.
Jun 16, 2010
Jun 16, 2010 at 6:45 PM UTC
buried beneath warm feathered blankets in the rust tinted morning glow,
two exhausted soft breathing still bodies lie next to me fast asleep,
I awake.
5:40 AM.
the clement essence of worn clothing and moth eaten Sage daintily flow,
unharmed.