Feb 2023
In my mind
I follow the line of beauty
In every fiber of your being.
It stretches from the 1st time
I saw your face to the last.
Its continuum tethers me, still.
I follow the line of beauty
In every fiber of your being.
It stretches from the 1st time
I saw your face to the last.
Its continuum tethers me, still.
