Apr 2022
Dreaming of lovers
Who were never mine
Watching stars fall from
The sky, I wish to
Paddle to the edge
Of the world. A drop
Of existence, gone
And forgotten with
Words I never spoke.
Who were never mine
Watching stars fall from
The sky, I wish to
Paddle to the edge
Of the world. A drop
Of existence, gone
And forgotten with
Words I never spoke.
