Here we are again —
you settled under light
me lost in deep dark.
I find your eyes cast down,
having rested all season.
Day 6
06 Friday Apr 2018
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This could be the hand-off of seasons.
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🙂 Perhaps. Thanks for this.
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I love this image–“settled under light”–as if it’s a coverlet.
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In winter … Thanks so much.
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