Jan 2013
days drift by,
endless days
where I sit
and think of you
in countless ways.
a maelstrom
of thoughts
blowing through
my hemispheres,
of what
is
and what
could be.
endless days
where I sit
and think of you
in countless ways.
a maelstrom
of thoughts
blowing through
my hemispheres,
of what
is
and what
could be.
