04-18-2014, 09:16 PM
I hear the tinkling
of obsidian glass,
see her footprints
in volcanic sands.
I saw her footprints
on the shore...
the waves they washed;
footprints no more.
of obsidian glass,
see her footprints
in volcanic sands.
I saw her footprints
on the shore...
the waves they washed;
footprints no more.