antoniakofod

Whisper
31 / F / Denmark
Sort
The Ravines of DolorShe spent years in the barren corridors of the ravine, / Shunned the hands that cared / And her soun
3m
Feb 13, 2020
The ottomanIn a low area between hills / There lies a valley with a river flushing through it. / The drapes of
2m
Feb 12, 2020
Sundays, after beatingsSundays, after beatings / He ignites the torrid grill / Browns the butter / Smacks and beats the egg
2m
Feb 12, 2020
Hiss the birthOutside is gargling with rain; / A displeasing pitter-patter of cloudburst spittle, / You sunlight a
2m
Feb 11, 2020
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write