Lying In The Cemetery

Lying in the cemetery,
sun warming our skin
even in this winter.

The frost is melting.
A few flakes of snow
flutter down.

She is almost asleep.
She is so warm
even in this winter.

The day is wan,
a Saturday afternoon.
Sunlight is thin honey.

We are lovers.
Spring is coming,
even in this winter.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s