I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning: The moon, dwindled and thinned to the […]
Poetry
© 2024 · Michel Krug.
I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning: The moon, dwindled and thinned to the […]
© 2024 · Michel Krug.