12-11-2015, 01:47 PM
The juniper slouches under snowflakes
and naked trees shiver at the wind’s touch.
The frost you hack from the windshield returns
by next morning, and your lips chap over
like broken ice atop a covered lake.
and naked trees shiver at the wind’s touch.
The frost you hack from the windshield returns
by next morning, and your lips chap over
like broken ice atop a covered lake.