Feb 14
On my windowsill,
of that indigo night
you took me,
and I haven't
been the same since.
Something about you
makes me want to
be a better man.
I've grown wings,
so I take to the sky.
of that indigo night
you took me,
and I haven't
been the same since.
Something about you
makes me want to
be a better man.
I've grown wings,
so I take to the sky.
(53/M/Iowa City)
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