goodbye to the sadness that lingers with change. the moths that eat at me, the pith of pomegranates, and the soured milk.
welcoming desire. to create my new path, that will hopefully lead to a new slice of heaven. i hope. i hope. i hope. i hope for a fruitful year, where happiness becomes routine. and change becomes welcomed.
love, ro
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january leaves and spring love - poetry collection
PoetryA poetry collection of love poems and eco poetry highest rankings: #1 in core core 3/26/24 #1 in nature poem 3/26/24
