Oct 2018
To think I was quenched by the drips of a rickety faucet,
when there was the whole ocean.
Now that I'm finally here,
I will stay.
when there was the whole ocean.
Now that I'm finally here,
I will stay.
This poem is the sole property of me and cannot be copied or used without permission. [Copyright G.H. Rodrigo 14/10/2018]
