Notes
" SUNLIGHT
Floating in a cocktail glass--
Waves lap softly, thickly,
And trickle through my hair,
Bronzing its duskiness.
I wonder why
I never brush against
The crystal walls,
Nor clip off flakes of glass
To sparkle through the gold.
Perhaps now I will drown.
It would be nice to die
Sinking lazily deeper down
Into this dreamy sea
Of golden wine."
- Margaret Rucker
(it's only a weekend away.)
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