I rose at dawn red wet with drops of dew left from touch of you you rose as night gave way into the gray secrets hidden stay cannot be brought to light I rose at dawn never bloom by day spread petals with the night
05/23/2005
Posted on 05/24/2005Copyright © 2026 Maria Terezia Ferencz
...maria, you capture well the day/evenin' thingee and i can see the dewy-wet petals but also the metaphor of the growth-change-wet-dry-live-die...stop me...great poetics, dear one peace, chaz
