Love is two soles sewn
into strangely similar
shoes. Feel them walking.
All I ever wanted
I've worked for step by step
to find my stillness
Croaking frogs are near
Crickets chirp, mice are hunting
Winter fogs whisper
Is the moan a fish?
Or the river's stony bed?
No...helicopter
1 comment:
Central Park huh? And I thought you were miles away.
I am moving back into the city in June. Central Park West in fact and 90th. Quite happy about that. Energy is flowing in my life right now at a heady speed, all good.
And you?
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