…
across this whispered breeze
treble-trembled soft, and
spit-shined fine.
form my syllables from songs
of sky and moon and sea;
see how they define me.
…
…
across this whispered breeze
treble-trembled soft, and
spit-shined fine.
form my syllables from songs
of sky and moon and sea;
see how they define me.
…
Love this: “treble-trembled soft” … and this: “form my syllables from songs”