Mar 2016
I saw a question
in your eyes
the last time we walked.
I can’t remember
the sky
ever shining bluer.
I wonder, if, somewhere
under passion-colored leaves
you found an answer.
in your eyes
the last time we walked.
I can’t remember
the sky
ever shining bluer.
I wonder, if, somewhere
under passion-colored leaves
you found an answer.
