East River Courtship
Clover.
As soon as I reveal its name,
he offers it to me.
I cover his cheeks with kisses.
He pulls and offers up
grass blades,
one by one.
Clover.
As soon as I reveal its name,
he offers it to me.
I cover his cheeks with kisses.
He pulls and offers up
grass blades,
one by one.
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1 reply on “East River Courtship”
This is lovely!