There was a smile I found,
In the bushes of my lovers garden mound.
It broke when lifted from its place,
The pieces fed to the elks who graze.
Nibbling softly on my dreams & notions
While drinking the waterfall of my emotions.
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 11:12 AM UTC
There was a smile I found,
In the bushes of my lovers garden mound.
It broke when lifted from its place,
The pieces fed to the elks who graze.
Nibbling softly on my dreams & notions
While drinking the waterfall of my emotions.
