in hive-184437 •  2 years ago 


By downpour,

Quieted by thunder,

Quieted by wind

Stilled by wonder—

You, by the glass

Painting your lips...

Lightning outside

What's more, I, transfixed,

Not by the tempest

Be that as it may, the gleam of your lips.

No compelling reason to inquire as to why…

The reason

Of red suns

In my eyes.

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