the elm are naked with anticipation,
they have stopped shaking and
everyone is indoors.
there is not much to say these days,
and we are getting nostalgic.
something approaches.
in the street the bodies of lovers
pass, saying nothing.
the elm are naked with anticipation,
they have stopped shaking and
everyone is indoors.
there is not much to say these days,
and we are getting nostalgic.
something approaches.
in the street the bodies of lovers
pass, saying nothing.
That gave me such a nice visual and resonated somewhere deep inside. Thank you! =)
wow, I’m glad you felt it, thanks! <3
You’re welcome =) Thanks for sharing!
saying nothing….ironic…beauty created out of irony