love has been so coy of late
peering behind trees or through my window,
close by yet out of reach,
so i slow my pace, quiet my heart,
for its inevitable approach.
12.23.17
love has been so coy of late
peering behind trees or through my window,
close by yet out of reach,
so i slow my pace, quiet my heart,
for its inevitable approach.
12.23.17