Darkness amplifies
senses—sounds, a cricket
sings warm cider
is best by fire
lights camped—see
The world is this: microcosm
of smell—the weather,
Her hair,
His neck,
Touch.
In stars light.
November 04, 2008, 7:17pm
Darkness amplifies
senses—sounds, a cricket
sings warm cider
is best by fire
lights camped—see
The world is this: microcosm
of smell—the weather,
Her hair,
His neck,
Touch.
In stars light.
November 04, 2008, 7:17pm