2023-05-31 09:05:29

walking at dusk

few clouds
Roll with the wind
Looking up
no trace
have a mood
smudge between brows
The trance and overlapping light and shadow are like a dream or waking up
Your whispers echo in my ears
Ink with a little time
Everything mixed with you is crushed and sprinkled into time
Layered into seeds in the light summer wind
Sprout
form all my joys and sorrows

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