books of love tucked under my arms
sweat from my armpit on their covers
because the wind is not with me
i walk on an open field
and trip on a rock
a image of falling
only to kiss the hot hard earth
i get up, and wipe the dry soil from my lips
02/27/09
Jan 8, 2011
Jan 8, 2011 at 2:11 AM UTC
books of love tucked under my arms
sweat from my armpit on their covers
because the wind is not with me
i walk on an open field
and trip on a rock
a image of falling
only to kiss the hot hard earth
i get up, and wipe the dry soil from my lips
02/27/09
(a renga with e. , many moons ago)