air conditioner words
cool comforting
wanting nothing in return
a kind of silence
with words waiting
patiently inside
dust on Mars
having no breeze
to help realize
what it is
patina
of hope
covering everything
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
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This is my prayer…
shadows fold within shadows of the rose
Hi martin! Each dream shows something new and contemplative.
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