I have never seen
nor in the stars
or every other sheen
anything more tempting
than the commissures of the lips
of the sorrowful men.
And it's so splendid
seeing them smile
even though
they have nothing in their life.
Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 10:02 PM UTC
This day
is about leaves.
And I'm with a full asthray
missing you
in the pages
of despair.
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 7:23 AM UTC