The swets were dripping from us.
As the sun rose in the sky.
Not much past horizon.
Had this need to tell her why.
But I settled here in silence.
The way I knew I should
I left her with her swet and thoughts.
By the embers burning wood.
The Swets
The swets were dripping from us.
As the sun rose in the sky.
Not much past horizon.
Had this need to tell her why.
But I settled here in silence.
The way I knew I should
I left her with her swet and thoughts.
By the embers burning wood.
Dennis Mantin 