water sparkling through my fingers
wooden warmth against my cheek
on the docks I wish to linger
with the koi, in turbid peace
when did I get up and leave them?
why did I not stay to sleep
my lullaby the motors’ hums
my dreams of waters still and deep
Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 3:54 AM UTC
water sparkling through my fingers
wooden warmth against my cheek
on the docks I wish to linger
with the koi, in turbid peace
when did I get up and leave them?
why did I not stay to sleep
my lullaby the motors’ hums
my dreams of waters still and deep