do you wake up 30 plus times in the night to surface sow?
would you believe me if I told you this is the spark to my glow
a subconscious recall of webs of incarnate wings, starts to sing
the moment I rest in peace, I hear a light, then I see a voice
maybe mine, maybe a life in choice, I lay to moisten
the septic channels, instilling fertile relations angles
10.27.14
Nice poem
Truly appreciated~
welcome. can never compose a poem, you are gifted indeed.
Most kind of you. your works are incredible Art 🙂
you are too kind, thank you.
fascinating~
Very much appreciated. It is.
Thank you.