SUNRISE: tongue-tied by your grace, all you demand
Is that my tomorrow awakes in the palm of your hand.
I may never understand the winds of your intentions,
But you shined your light right through my dimensions.
Caught eyes of others, their shimmers irresistible.
The double standards predictable.
Oct 14, 2022
Oct 14, 2022 at 11:37 PM UTC
SUNRISE: tongue-tied by your grace, all you demand
Is that my tomorrow awakes in the palm of your hand.
I may never understand the winds of your intentions,
But you shined your light right through my dimensions.
Caught eyes of others, their shimmers irresistible.
The double standards predictable.
05/21/2022