love,
someone to make me feel
warm inside
that's what I'm thirsty of
but all I drink is vodka and mixed feelings.
YOU ARE READING
without making noise.
Poetry"I have brittle bones it seems i bite my tongue and torch my dreams, have a little voice to speak with and a mind of thoughts and secrecy" Pensieri in punta di piedi, senza fare rumore. Poems tiptoeing around, without making any noise.
thirsty
love,
someone to make me feel
warm inside
that's what I'm thirsty of
but all I drink is vodka and mixed feelings.
