dusk tipping dinosaurs off the edge of sofa
Tag: freedom
raises her soul past the living landscape
unfiltered mind voices in the subway
not one looks up to see the cloud swirl madness
summer night the thunder warms our blood
something about rust forged in the elements
hold myself hostage and wrangle the words out
stay a little longer words slow to a drizzle
huddle closer lest the summer rain separates us
the response is a sigh and touch night rain