This little cavern in my heart is only so big, only so wide,
and it can only handle so much.
The light flickers intermittently inside—
just a taste, just enough
of what I've been missing.
Just a spark, just a touch
of a new song, and I'm listening.
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Every Last Drop
Poesiafor hard times. for the lonely late nights. and the tears we cry. every last drop. * all rights reserved
