Little church - Alexis karpouzos
Love, a little church that standing all alone,
waits with open doors,
but nobody goes there to pray,
the prayers will go unsaid,
now, where to go? which way?
love, be my beacon,
teach me to look at an empty sky
without fear.
So Ethereally Wed (Monoku)
Lavenders light purple trail, lilac buds perapire on svelte lamb's skin swathe.
