#sar miche

[sar-miche]

excerpt from: "new years" - sar miche text: I doze and dream of a place I used to live crowded with white flowers and grief you are the walls of the room, always holding the light in place

[sar-miche]

we could

never write a

fiction more

beautiful

than that

night

"and the heart" - sar miche

from- a collection of poems bound for my soulmate --

{the way your eyes lit when we looked/like pools of glass of gold of this/a light that can never go out}