Thanks for coming by.
I knew you couldn't stay long.
Just the few minutes
your beam lit up the picture on the window sill
and the angel in its frame
was enough.
Thank you.
Textual accompaniment to the ringing in my ears. Shared for no one but spoken into the world before it dries up and dances madly in the wind.
1 comment:
This is very pretty.
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