small poems & small plates
I almost missed those gossamer threads tying magic to the majestic. Beauty, too, in that word "almost."
Chivalryrockets in her hairtoo much mustardhot dogging around each other& name calling on a cloudy dayoutbursts of the old gunpowderleft too long by the stove
Chivalry
ReplyDeleterockets in her hair
too much mustard
hot dogging around each other
& name calling on a cloudy day
outbursts of the old gunpowder
left too long by the stove