08-09-2010, 02:52 PM
Cold pressure in my mouth
breaks in one loud pop.
Overhead, clouds churn,
swirls and peaks
ghosting over grill-hot pavement.
These are delicious, delicious days.
breaks in one loud pop.
Overhead, clouds churn,
swirls and peaks
ghosting over grill-hot pavement.
These are delicious, delicious days.
PS. If you can, try your hand at giving some of the others a bit of feedback. If you already have, thanks, can you do some more?
