Jul 2014
I fed love
memories
until it became habit
and habit I fed
memories
until memories came apart
now I feed my own soul
and revel in the thought
that my soul
is not something
any man could keep
memories
until it became habit
and habit I fed
memories
until memories came apart
now I feed my own soul
and revel in the thought
that my soul
is not something
any man could keep
