February 2012
7 posts
theincredibledancinglawn:
Hello.
I believe, like children do, that I’ll find you when I do the peek-a-boo.
I’ll find you in the shadow of the moon, the holes on a button.
I’ll find you in the hint of a smile, the space between your toes.
I’ll find you in the place I do not look, the laces on your shoes.
I’ll find you, I’m sure, in the bolt from the blue, in the red from a poppy, in the lily...
