the music behind your grace
hangs effortlessly
bouncing off your eyes
ready to drop softly
amid hissing cicadas
into rows of summer’s wildflowers
halting time
is the evening wish
as the solstice waltzes in
Solstice
the music behind your grace
hangs effortlessly
bouncing off your eyes
ready to drop softly
amid hissing cicadas
into rows of summer’s wildflowers
halting time
is the evening wish
as the solstice waltzes in
looking in your window 
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
LikeLike