I didn’t know what to name itthe feeling that I felt in my chest.When the light caught your eye,the curve of your nose.I was already…
Poet & Storyteller
I didn’t know what to name itthe feeling that I felt in my chest.When the light caught your eye,the curve of your nose.I was already…
He is her mirror,The one she stands beforeWhether things are good or bad.Until she walks away,She doesn’t understandThe cracks spreadingAcross her face,Ignoring the obviousShe applies…