Muses with your
holy hands ladle sparkling
inspiration
on my head
let rivulets of it
flow into my mouth,
I want to speak
like Apollo
YOU ARE READING
Sunset
RandomI dive into the sun, searching for peachy summers. ~~~ A collection of distorted short stories.
The Muses
Muses with your
holy hands ladle sparkling
inspiration
on my head
let rivulets of it
flow into my mouth,
I want to speak
like Apollo
