Grass-stained tights under backyard orange tree.
Honey blossom scent so thick it sticks to my hands.
I know the sandbox is near, and my father
on the lawn behind our milk-white house
where birds of paradise guard the door.
Grass-stained tights under backyard orange tree.
Honey blossom scent so thick it sticks to my hands.
I know the sandbox is near, and my father
on the lawn behind our milk-white house
where birds of paradise guard the door.