I turn my face
To morning chorus
Of fresh breeze
Of expectant shadow
I hold out my hand
To the space that's you
In that single moment
My perfect happens
Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 5:28 AM UTC
I turn my face
To morning chorus
Of fresh breeze
Of expectant shadow
I hold out my hand
To the space that's you
In that single moment
My perfect happens
