She moves the pen,
slowly with no end,
on the piece of paper
without getting it off the air,
she found her lair.
YOU ARE READING
her poetry
PoetryRandom thoughts lingered on my mind, when my voice wanted to hide. Heart will speaks, and eyes will seek. ㅡ Language: English Posted: April 22, 2021 © emnixx
Self Portrait
She moves the pen,
slowly with no end,
on the piece of paper
without getting it off the air,
she found her lair.
