As soft as a fluttter
of a butterfly
on my dew-moist skin
triggering
...
I am a
small town girl,
literate enough
to read
...
On that turn
of the valley
is an engaging
dreamy brook,
...
A tiny bird
chestnut coat,
crimson crest,
hops from branch to branch
...
A night’s flight
touches down
upon the hills,
to halt by the
...