Monday, July 13, 2020
Who controls your time here, dears?
I mean, the way you spend it,
not how much you can gather
before the last sand grain falls
and final second hand tics.
Take it as you take my love:
a deep spirit to savor,
warm your heart and ease your mind;
yours to gulp, bubbly and light,
refreshing, endless and free.
love notes
a ritual to start the work week