The blooming gold greets my nervous eyes. Hesitant, I turn towards you, iron laced and tall. My face feels the wind and you no longer are a snob, a lie.
embraced by an invisible mist
inhaling incessant spring
I find myself in your shadow
You surprise me with your easy presence. I touch you for possibilities. At night, your atoms ignite my smile.
NaPoWriPo 2018
places – haibun
