Quiet little Roam
Pointing out there straightly
Through the whitened window
she's been smiling gently.
" I wanted you to
feel something behind.
Something
I'd write thousand poems about,
and it still wouldn't say much
about what I've been fortunate to find.
Something
divine . "
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 4:13 AM UTC
