The Avenue of the Sun
I 'm looking out
If you 're walking down the avenue of the sun ,
From Top to bottom .
So hot and so bright
After the afternoon .
By stone houses ,
From the roofs,
High degree drains down
Like air waves of fog.
I got into the thick of this fatonic element,
And I exude the desired,
Fragrant steam of expectation .
Copyright © Mari Bond | Year Posted 2022
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