Oct 2019
Retrieve me, by my
voice, to stay at the pause
between wounded words.
Unopened scar
beams from the moon to heal
the breached faith.
You know, lips always
remember the kiss of sun
in raging snow.
voice, to stay at the pause
between wounded words.
Unopened scar
beams from the moon to heal
the breached faith.
You know, lips always
remember the kiss of sun
in raging snow.
