various lovers stood
at my doorstep in pure wrath
like red clover mites,
embers, hurdles in my path
neglecting them, i drive
through such a familiar route
i pick up the one i love,
need, can't live without:
earl grey tea.
Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 2:37 PM UTC
various lovers stood
at my doorstep in pure wrath
like red clover mites,
embers, hurdles in my path
neglecting them, i drive
through such a familiar route
i pick up the one i love,
need, can't live without:
earl grey tea.
first letters spell out "valentine"
written on February 14th, 2019
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