"A tree somewhere"
A tree somewhere
three naked women
they look tired
A tree somewhere
three naked women
they look tired
of being looked at
a poem cloaked
in splendor
at the bottom
of someone's mind
the wind was cold
and somehow
they talked about
the angels of rain
things close to love
how that is
sometimes hard to see
the wind was cold
and somehow
they talked about
the angels of rain
things close to love
how that is
sometimes hard to see
© 2016 Rob Schackne
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