sunshine drowns the fieldshorizon touched by bluein between grows love

piano sits stillfive minutes to breathe musicevening grows older

drops collect on leavesthe day folds itself inwardgently holding pearls ~morning bows to rising sunbranches shiver with the dew~

How is it I have watched you through The polished shop window Hanging just so off of the mannequin And ever dared to introduce myself Many times, I saw my reflection Walking by As the sunlight danced off the smooth surface But recently, I found myself Standing for a long time watching (the window not…