So let me hang by the moon and swing over the opulent grass for one day I might swing high enough to touch the stars
Panoply
By infinitybound____
An artwork of words crafted into little lines For words have nothing that confines More
An artwork of words crafted into little lines For words have nothing that confines More
So let me hang by the moon and swing over the opulent grass for one day I might swing high enough to touch the stars