Dec 17
When drops of dew
Danced on the edge of your Tongue
What could one do
Swallow the soup
Of unripe dreams
And cut her umbilical chord
Bury it
Under a tree
curiosity, concern, compassion and collaboration
Dec 17
When drops of dew
Danced on the edge of your Tongue
What could one do
Swallow the soup
Of unripe dreams
And cut her umbilical chord
Bury it
Under a tree