Present (to Green Eyes)


It’s this

Almost

Daybreak

Silence

When

Piano

Tunes

Float

Lazily

Between

Wafting

Sheers

Humidity

Overcoats

Hang

Thickly

Linen is

Kicked back

Book

Studying

You

My

Eyes

Wanderlust

Across

Your

Peaks and

Pools

Settling

On

Butterfly

Lids

Fluttering

In your

Slumber

There

You

Lay

My

Christmas

Morning

Present