Jan 2018
laughter in a field of obliterate roses
waiting for the moon to shine down on me
my lost hopes sing in the misty cold
where have you been,
where would you be?
waiting for the moon to shine down on me
my lost hopes sing in the misty cold
where have you been,
where would you be?
written 14 January 2018.
by The Lenora.
All rights reserved.
by The Lenora.
All rights reserved.
