You struck the matchbefore I knew it.It wasn’t the light that got meit was the smoke,steaming from the top of my head. The way it…
Poet & Storyteller
You struck the matchbefore I knew it.It wasn’t the light that got meit was the smoke,steaming from the top of my head. The way it…
Maybe I love her more.Then again, maybe she loves me more. To her, love is a test.I know I’ve missedmy share of answers. I looked…