lonely headlights pass
dust flies swirling
round whistling eyes
rocking in the shadows
evening’s cool starting
creates misty clouds
fogging your glasses
over cups of hot tea.
searching for simplicity
lonely headlights pass
dust flies swirling
round whistling eyes
rocking in the shadows
evening’s cool starting
creates misty clouds
fogging your glasses
over cups of hot tea.
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
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