An’yea’ She took summer away with her- On a plane – across a pond – I lost her, Rather, I lost my(self)(my)solstice, that nestled pearl Of warmth, existing only two delicate months In the shell of a remainder year… M. L. Michael 08-21-05
An’yea’
She took summer away with her-
On a plane – across a pond – I lost her,
Rather, I lost my(self)(my)solstice, that nestled pearl
Of warmth, existing only two delicate months
In the shell of a remainder year…
Every Breath Poetic 