Saturday, July 3, 2004Night On Corberry RoadLong legs on satin, Spread like fire The coolness, darting In and out of dreams Birthing shadows The ticking clock, Weeping hours For the passing sun Boundless, Tossing seas of Gilder a lean hand poses For picture on pillow Golden hair, spilled Drops of honey On a Champagne Cloud, float away As she... Sign in to see full entry.posted by MiaElla at 6:19 AM Comments (12) (permalink) |
