Written July 20, 2020

D. Reams
he smiles
she sighs
time spirals
there lies
the pest
atop
the desk
indeed
it seems
you’re in
my dreams
he tilts
his head
she sits
instead
but still
through swill
the time
it drains
insane
the wind
can’t stain
they stare
the pair
they love
above
no matter 
the flatter
the love
remains

D. Reams © Safira Schiowitz