7/16/2011


a ceiling fan, softly whirring. summer skin, striped with filtered sunlight against a canvas of white. hands, hair, hearts entangled. we move as one to sweet crescendo, then calm.

a lovers ballet, choreographed to a symphony of sighs.

2 comments:

becca said...

this is my favorite one today..hugs

Adam said...

I always love your words Nick. U really should write for public again more