I close my left eye and observe unfocused trees, a stretch-marked moon I see it float as one I am a peeping tom, of all nature's views when vision's freed of sound it makes the dull profound and more, it makes it mine
I close my left eye and observe unfocused trees, a stretch-marked moon I see it float as one I am a peeping tom, of all nature's views when vision's freed of sound it makes the dull profound and more, it makes it mine