Spanish Published February 11, 2018 by suprusr 0 FASTEN black eyes on me.I ask nothing of you under the peach trees,Fasten your black eyes in my gray with the spear of a storm.The air under the peach blossoms is a haze of pink. Related posts: Potato Blossom Songs and Jigs Prairie Peach Blossoms The Four Brothers suprusr Published in Poems
