When you look up over your book
And your eyes flash
In the sunlight falling between your eyelashes
I am embers,
In the fire that is you.
Poetry. Photography. Thoughts On The Way Of Things.
Poetry. Photography. Thoughts On The Way Of Things.
When you look up over your book
And your eyes flash
In the sunlight falling between your eyelashes
I am embers,
In the fire that is you.