Friday, October 16, 2009

Verse: Distant

Sweep away
those bulbous clouds

seed the senescent sky
with stars

and don't let them
fall too soon

at least not
before you tell me
what they mean
to you

and not before
they know
we're here

1 comment:

  1. Lovely! I really like where you went with the piece.Thanks for the sneak peak earlier.