Do Minor With Missing Key
1
On the way to where
We were going
Tense tone
Late spring
Not a march on the desert
2
We talk about faults,
Hours spent,
Hand-stitched crystals
Things on dry land, on secure land
3
Someone had an old clock
Which he never took out for us to see.
He said that his role was changing
Obstacles
Flashing
4
We cut a length
In spite of difficulties with liquid sapphires,
The smell of sadness went away
5
Yes, some of that is true,
Although, it was not everything.
I need the torch
To light every drop.
Copyright © Eduardo Escalante | Year Posted 2017
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