a mistake of sunshine
dust dances at your feet
I gaze at your coffee spoon
avoid green half-truths
in your eyes, your face
the eye still pursues what we
don’t want to see – once-
you had no desire to be
guarded with me
a mistake of sunshine
dust dances at your feet
I gaze at your coffee spoon
avoid green half-truths
in your eyes, your face
the eye still pursues what we
don’t want to see – once-
you had no desire to be
guarded with me