We, stayed up late;
Saw his shadow cast away
a distance. Sung his song.
We, rise alone:
Clutching the fruits of
imaginings. Sated of hunger.
We hear birdsong
& bees, pollinating the blossom,
in everlasting harmony.
We watch steam
form clouds around us,
alighting over our morning cups.
We stir, refreshed, tasting nectar anew.
Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 6:45 AM UTC
We, stayed up late;
Saw his shadow cast away
a distance. Sung his song.
We, rise alone:
Clutching the fruits of
imaginings. Sated of hunger.
We hear birdsong
& bees, pollinating the blossom,
in everlasting harmony.
We watch steam
form clouds around us,
alighting over our morning cups.
We stir, refreshed, tasting nectar anew.
Qui?
Qui!
Qui...
Oh... qui
stayed up late,
watched the moon
... an apple & Americano for breakfast,
whilst baking a cake :)
