This landscape is pale, barren,
Ashen sky.
Ground paved in concrete.
I want to remember the lines of her face like I was blind,
By touch, and smell.
The smoothness of the water's edge,
Reflected sky at dusk.
The sound of animals,
Wild! Vital, succulent,
Clinging to the fertile Earth we strip bare.
Ashen sky.
Ground paved in concrete.
I want to remember the lines of her face like I was blind,
By touch, and smell.
The smoothness of the water's edge,
Reflected sky at dusk.
The sound of animals,
Wild! Vital, succulent,
Clinging to the fertile Earth we strip bare.
