Friday 22 September 2017

The Fall




the place you fell down from

                                                was the air so pure up there
                                that before you could warn me I
might find you

                                     in the rustling of the trees  

you lost your breath
                and I was trapped
                under this avalanche of dreams
          

1 comment:

  1. amidst the rustling of trees is a very magical place indeed' I frequently lose myself in quiet contemplation there!

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