all the monuments
left standing in
the electric pulses
that run the night
still here for now
while the winds
begin to lead us
to who knows where
Poetry of Love, Nature, Spirituality, and Dreams
Poetry of Love, Nature, Spirituality, and Dreams
all the monuments
left standing in
the electric pulses
that run the night
still here for now
while the winds
begin to lead us
to who knows where