Summer wishes, Winter Dreams

[Guest guest]

When the starlight disappears into the morning

Of summer memories, we pass hands through

Fields of Angelica and Acacia,

Broken stems where we left our mark,

In solitary journey, as we right our way.

 

And we murmur as the wind pushes us a little

Forward, a little backward,

Intoxicated as we inhale the paper white narcissus

Growing in our winter windows,

Intricate ice crystals

We let fall on our tongues

In homage to the child we

Keep in our hearts,

 

Dancing in strawberry fields,

Daisy chain necklace,

 

Bare feet, green stained,

Grinning with yellow suns...

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ana