A weathered, wet road, paved with old concrete, Snappy air of night: cold and velvetlike, Trickling around in abrupt ripples, Moist with whispers of mizzle that stopped a while ago, Drawing my bleary steps for a midnight stroll With a person, robed in an attire of white fabric, Downy like the tufted white of cogon, … Continue reading Midnight Stroll
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