All her wild was put to rest
Under a long hand of darkness
But she remains a reflection in the cup
Swirling and twirling
Reminding me
There is light among the dark
There are dreams
There is always a poem
Resting beside the worries of yesterday
- My wildflower tea
Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 12:31 AM UTC
All her wild was put to rest
Under a long hand of darkness
But she remains a reflection in the cup
Swirling and twirling
Reminding me
There is light among the dark
There are dreams
There is always a poem
Resting beside the worries of yesterday
- My wildflower tea
I don't know why but I'm missing a certain person right now
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