i remember i got to see the mountains
in a dream
or,
the space between the mountains
where lights bounce off striping time
and it was like a tram pan
so gentle, i gasped
and likely, some other things happened
that are secrets to my heart
poems, almost daily
i remember i got to see the mountains
in a dream
or,
the space between the mountains
where lights bounce off striping time
and it was like a tram pan
so gentle, i gasped
and likely, some other things happened
that are secrets to my heart