Aug 2020
You disappeared from me
My pen ink paper
Worst yet my thoughts
Where did they go
Are they out wrapped
Around the moon
Is that what we see
At night
The lost words
Of poetic minds
Or blue cheese
My pen ink paper
Worst yet my thoughts
Where did they go
Are they out wrapped
Around the moon
Is that what we see
At night
The lost words
Of poetic minds
Or blue cheese
