The morning sun screamed out there
And longing was here
Longing for all that I thought I had
as starlings wept inside out of all storm clouds
For it was only infatuation and he left me out here inside of a shambled horizon
lost to the breaking of dawns harshest breath.
jo.
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 3:21 PM UTC
The morning sun screamed out there
And longing was here
Longing for all that I thought I had
as starlings wept inside out of all storm clouds
For it was only infatuation and he left me out here inside of a shambled horizon
lost to the breaking of dawns harshest breath.
jo.
