Pale Moonlight
Pale moonlight,
pale this mountain range
of him sleeping in the tent.
Soon the sun
will rise over the peak
of his shoulder.
I stroke his hair
and smile at the gentle breeze,
the rustling of trees.
// 09 Sep 2020
Pale moonlight,
pale this mountain range
of him sleeping in the tent.
Soon the sun
will rise over the peak
of his shoulder.
I stroke his hair
and smile at the gentle breeze,
the rustling of trees.
// 09 Sep 2020