Jul 2015
Opening my eyes to reality
and finding you're not around me
I crush my eyes closed
and wait for my heart to slow
I'll find you when sleeping soundly.
050310~6.35a
and finding you're not around me
I crush my eyes closed
and wait for my heart to slow
I'll find you when sleeping soundly.
050310~6.35a
This was not an intentional limerick--I suppose my muse had other plans.
