Maple syrup smiles,
tender touches in the dark.
Your eyes like sparks,
warm brown and full of life.
YOU ARE READING
the city
Poetryand no matter how much you water scorched grass and withering weeds, you will never make a garden re-grow -M.R c.2016
Secrets
Maple syrup smiles,
tender touches in the dark.
Your eyes like sparks,
warm brown and full of life.
