Peter Kraevski
Photo: audreyjm529
Your heart is like a forest
with shadows shaped like women
and fireflies that hover
along the grassy path.
Then suddenly
an owl hoots out.
A white crow flies away.
And it is winter.
Peter Kraevski
Photo: audreyjm529
Your heart is like a forest
with shadows shaped like women
and fireflies that hover
along the grassy path.
Then suddenly
an owl hoots out.
A white crow flies away.
And it is winter.
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