Sunlit tree bark
Pressed green cedar lace
Oyster pink blossoms, curving
around bees’ bottoms
Brown eyes soft, loosening
Once guarded secrets,
His mouth,
brimful of humour
The world is new again
And small.
I like it.
dog behaviour, human behaviour, poetry
Sunlit tree bark
Pressed green cedar lace
Oyster pink blossoms, curving
around bees’ bottoms
Brown eyes soft, loosening
Once guarded secrets,
His mouth,
brimful of humour
The world is new again
And small.
I like it.
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