Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Friday, 2 March 2018
The moon dripped honey ...
The young are beautiful
Anne said -
I put down the photographs -
Snow was falling -
I remembered the perfume of apples, the warmth of silky skin -
It was summer in the bright garden -
The moon dripped honey -
16.00
Monday 26 February 2018
Staunton Road
Havant
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