She cast her eyes out to
the endless sea of rough roses
and beige barrels, lost to
the wondering winds within her mind.
"But how long must I be here?"
"As long as the currents keep you under my dear."
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Poetry of the unProtected
PoesiaPoetry pieces that I've collected in my notes and would like to share (as scary as that is).
a Suffocating Weight
She cast her eyes out to
the endless sea of rough roses
and beige barrels, lost to
the wondering winds within her mind.
"But how long must I be here?"
"As long as the currents keep you under my dear."
