Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Friday, August 7, 2015
reservation, special
reserve a cloud for my eyes
between the opening of sun and the closing of day
for my eyes, reserved
for the future, just a soft, fluffy cloud.
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