Clouds fill the sky with thoughts and feelings,
Young and naive, our tongues anticipate the taste.
Rain descends like grains of sand,
in a heart shaped hourglass.
Water droplets across the face of innocence,
Toes drowning in puddles of disbelief.
Life's blessing is fate's curse.
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 1:01 AM UTC
Clouds fill the sky with thoughts and feelings,
Young and naive, our tongues anticipate the taste.
Rain descends like grains of sand,
in a heart shaped hourglass.
Water droplets across the face of innocence,
Toes drowning in puddles of disbelief.
Life's blessing is fate's curse.
