Jun 2020
Slipping on the ice,
And crashing through the glass.
Floating shards
Hovering in prismatic wonder,
Lighting my darkened mind
Like the thousand stars
Guiding me to
My long lost dreams.
And crashing through the glass.
Floating shards
Hovering in prismatic wonder,
Lighting my darkened mind
Like the thousand stars
Guiding me to
My long lost dreams.
Is it on purpose that one of the corners is still left in the dark? ;)
My interpretation of how love CAN work. A withering rejection that flowers into something beautiful. emphasis on can.
My interpretation of how love CAN work. A withering rejection that flowers into something beautiful. emphasis on can.
