Jul 2020
the seeds spread
on a breeze
like dandelion
whispers
where they land
is planned
they found a
home in us
so we could find
each other
we speak a
special language
only the broken
know the words
on a breeze
like dandelion
whispers
where they land
is planned
they found a
home in us
so we could find
each other
we speak a
special language
only the broken
know the words
