A palm placed on a
window always waves
goodbye in the
twilight when you sing a
little song about
is it dark out or
is it light
its always steaming and
leaving your print on the glass an
etching of
where we were
walking home with it
all in your mind
the dusk gone to shade and shadow
lit now only by the
one yellow flower
cupped, in your hand.
2 comments:
still the one. thanks for returning.
...leaving some of your warmth on the window in trade for some of its cold.
WV = downse - Down's syndrome in British.
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