she wiped my kiss from the back of her hand
as though I could not see
I do not understand
her face said
I thought
Month: October 2021
My joy of living
Your face in the tea clouds
across the breakfast table
That is my joy in living
Your step on the staircase
As the evening’s beginning
That is my joy in living
Your snore under the duvet
relaxed and free from caring
That is my joy in living
simonsalento 