sultry, hot
the unmade bed
where I have lain this night
each poem
a story of you.
imagined
and real
unreal
surreal
true.
the sun
burns,
a fierce white
heat
that emits no light.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
sultry, hot
the unmade bed
where I have lain this night
each poem
a story of you.
imagined
and real
unreal
surreal
true.
the sun
burns,
a fierce white
heat
that emits no light.