Tronador
who knows what else
lies on the horizon
when a big white bulk
with a restless fiery heart
goes neatly undetected
for four sprawling days?
we miss so much
of all that is
including the storm clouds
hovering over
the beloved’s head
Tronador
who knows what else
lies on the horizon
when a big white bulk
with a restless fiery heart
goes neatly undetected
for four sprawling days?
we miss so much
of all that is
including the storm clouds
hovering over
the beloved’s head