May 2015
His name lives
In between panic ragged breaths
The essence of man
Perfection,
I will never hold
In my trembling arms
He is the wavering ocean
I am just a pebble
In a still pond.
In between panic ragged breaths
The essence of man
Perfection,
I will never hold
In my trembling arms
He is the wavering ocean
I am just a pebble
In a still pond.
