torstai 12. heinäkuuta 2018

I dreamed
of an autumn morning, frost
on fallen red leaves,
bright cold sunlight
over lost landscape
gravel under my feet
crunching
you beside me
bathed in light
crisp breeze
azure sky
those numberless days
fallen through my
fingers, gone
where past time
goes, in memories
like wounds.

12.07.2018

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