nothing but lovely, eyes so alive.
a heart so whole, I'm warm inside.
could you dance in your room where no one can see?
do you understand what happens when we believe?
love and loved, I have me and I have her,
it's rain and thunder and warmth that keeps getting warmer.
YOU ARE READING
Quiver
Poetrya place where I've written my feelings when I felt them. it has become a story of depression and recovery, love and loss, hope and fear, and everything in-between. mostly poetry, sometimes stories. :)
