L'aura del Campo

Serenade ...# [82]

Serenade

We see cloud linings
as if they're cotton,
as if they're hung above us
like a blanket
to keep us safe and snug
upon the ground
as the flapping flag makes muted sounds;
but, through the dirty window,
I can only hear it waving
to the setting sun.

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