i never tell her
.
that
outside
near the narcissus
during spring
or by the
fire pit when it's
snowing
or
'bout august
at my creek
or in it
that
there'z alwayz
intoxicating
hern
with mine
on
my mind
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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