Love,
I ask you
A question today;
A confusion , a fear.
That stretch mark and those moles,
That messed up mind and falls,
My broken sleep and salty tears,
Will you take it ,
If it arrives with me
Wrapped
In a bouquet?
YOU ARE READING
Kintsukuroi
Poetry✨Broken things can be mended with gold plated words.✨ Highest ranking : #26 in poetry. I hope you feel good as you turn the pages. Do vote !
