7 Jul 2018

seasonal

s o f t l y
i ask them to send me
the one
whose eyes see the 
thunder
but whose feet do not
run.
——
b l a n k l y
i stare at your well-trodden 
shoes
and directly i ask
which way do you
choose
——
I ask for it 
s i m p l y -
someone to look me
square 
in the eye
and say
I was there.
——
t h e   o n e
who knows my smell
in summer
autumn
winter and 
spring.

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