when I turn to my left
I see the unfolding
to create my perspective
a fluttering of cubes out of
sync but in unison
a patchwork of butterflies
crying in the night the void
all in a blink of an eye and then
and then
and then
a tree in bloom
a magnolia a stamen
a pistil
you
and me
I see the unfolding
to create my perspective
a fluttering of cubes out of
sync but in unison
a patchwork of butterflies
crying in the night the void
all in a blink of an eye and then
and then
and then
a tree in bloom
a magnolia a stamen
a pistil
you
and me
i like it, i like it!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mom. Love you.
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