Jul 2020
we are stardust
scattered across the night
sky
our love as fickle as
midnight
hearts as cold as the
moon
we are all made of
particles
of memory
that can never
reoccur
scattered across the night
sky
our love as fickle as
midnight
hearts as cold as the
moon
we are all made of
particles
of memory
that can never
reoccur
