Jul 22, 2007 00:54
I like the light the stars relate
through the cool, crisp air when the night is late.
I love the sounds the crickets make.
They pulsate and they undulate.
The occasional flit of an I-don't-know-what -
the chirp of a lonely grasshopper - but
so fleeting to what the crickets make.
They pulsate and they undulate.