Sunday, 1 November 2015

More 'Across the Morning Sky'

sandy brains

So we’re on a trip?

Going home, sort of.

Beside the sea; will we swim this time?

Not me, will you?


I might put my feet in it.

I might too.

Senda del Oso.

What’s that?


What’s it mean?

The path of the Bear, I think.

Why have you written that?

I need to remember it.

You need to remember some Spanish? Why?

It’s the loving tongue.

Soft as music.

Bright as Spring.

Was a girl.

I heard it from.

Living down Sonora way.

You got it, except this time it’s down Asturias way.

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