Pretty girls & legs
(leggings) make my heart ache so.
***
Under leaves made
emerald by streaming
sunlight,
you enter my thoughts,
often.
Pretty girls & legs
(leggings) make my heart ache so.
***
Under leaves made
emerald by streaming
sunlight,
you enter my thoughts,
often.
A perfect clarity fluids through me,
brightening my internal organs with
a secret white, bright light. It is love
I’m told.
How now do I go on living if the light
stops its flow, even for an instant?
Good question. Hit the air conditioning
unit and dream up an answer.