Love Notes to Time

Clouds swirled noon into evening Old rain jumped from forever evergreens Into the open mouths of concrete covers, Against bricks and also against transparencies invading vulnerable bodies that lay in the comfort of the last lights of sun, dialing Time on her private number And writing love notes when the line rings busy. Satisfied notes float […]

via Love Notes to Time — KavaraStories

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