3-27-15
The afternoon struck your eyes like a sliver
of sunlight on a single bead of dew,
a subtle glow as radiant as muted
starfire-
yet it ignited the world around us like
a golden blaze,
with us smoldering at its center*
The afternoon struck your eyes like a sliver
of sunlight on a single bead of dew,
a subtle glow as radiant as muted
starfire-
yet it ignited the world around us like
a golden blaze,
with us smoldering at its center*