Draught through curtains
Closing dusk is in our roomwe face the window's light
out towards the wind
the garden
hides beneath the leafage
noisy in the gusts
so still are you
in petals dressed
the light ones
that don't hide you
Poetry by Loke
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Written on 2006-01-14 at 10:08
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