The Sun is shining, Light escaping darkened clouds, Warmth through frozen air. 3/18/18
Cold
Candle flame brightly burned, Extinguished, blackened; cold. Through the seasons as they turned Candle flame brightly burned, Illuminating […]
Sopping wet cotton towel Laid across broad shoulders, Heavy, cold; pressing down Like two one ton granite boulders. […]
John W. Leys 