i watch movies, i read books,
i listen to songs all about love.
and i think, why doesn't this happen to me? the answer to my question has been staring at me, manifesting itself into the colours of the eyes of the lovers that never were;
they whispered to me
because you don't let it.
YOU ARE READING
The Rose and Her Thorns
Poetrya collections of thoughts, feelings, emotions that have been put into words and that have been gnawing at my brain. check out my other poetry book 'among the wildflowers.' ••• poetry collection explicit language all rights reserved completed O6...
