Flowers
…but much like snow!,
so cool white in their bouquet
which thieves
and angels
know
within that vision
of my look
gone skyward
while I recline
…in the side seat of our Buick
after finishing
my wine!
Flowers
…but much like snow!,
so cool white in their bouquet
which thieves
and angels
know
within that vision
of my look
gone skyward
while I recline
…in the side seat of our Buick
after finishing
my wine!
All is white through rosé colored classes. – mh clay