"...But to me the darkness was red-gold and crocus-coloured, With your brightness, And the words you whispered to me, Sprang up and flamed—orange torches against the rain. Torches against the wall of cool, silver rain!" ---Summer Rain, Amy Lowell
Monday, November 10, 2014
Time Lapse
Ah, from this side, yes, that angle
Your face looks so good these days
Have you changed something?
Your style is nicer than before
Like you feel relieved about something
Hm, you should've done this earlier
Or are you growing out your hair?
Yes, perhaps that's it, the gentle waves
In that free-flying fashion, so reminiscent
Well, anyways, that's how it is
A biased observer says you must be well
Actually, better than was expected.
-A.K.
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