Saturday, December 14, 2013

We Were Close

When we were close,
the smoke drifted
through the porch
into the night's
open mouth.

Stars shined
out of its throat.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

2 comments:

  1. I love "the night's open mouth". Lovely as always, J.

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    1. Thanks, Kat. It's always good to hear from you. Hope all is well.

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