6d
Your eyes…
burnt sugar and earth after storm.
They hold sunset captive,
refusing to let the light die,
the wind can push all it wants.
I am anchored here in the gravity of your gaze.
burnt sugar and earth after storm.
They hold sunset captive,
refusing to let the light die,
the wind can push all it wants.
I am anchored here in the gravity of your gaze.
