Whether a tear
of silver
or a ghost hidden
behind night’s pall;
she rules
every inch
of our flesh.
Cold iris of
radiating whiteness
-pure.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 8:43 AM UTC
Whether a tear
of silver
or a ghost hidden
behind night’s pall;
she rules
every inch
of our flesh.
Cold iris of
radiating whiteness
-pure.
just a quick little something!
