There once lived a ghost
of a little girl
Who always visits me
in the dark.
Telling me what it feels like
To sleep in a moist soil.
She visited me
On a snowy day.
And told me to put a snow on my tongue
And appreciate water.
little ghost
There once lived a ghost
of a little girl
Who always visits me
in the dark.
Telling me what it feels like
To sleep in a moist soil.
She visited me
On a snowy day.
And told me to put a snow on my tongue
And appreciate water.