You'll never know
where the wild things grow
where crevices meet hands
where promises still stand
where sunflowers
reach beyond heads.
When was the last time
you frolicked?
Will you frolick with me
now?
Grab my hand
let's go
before it gets dark.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 12:17 AM UTC
You'll never know
where the wild things grow
where crevices meet hands
where promises still stand
where sunflowers
reach beyond heads.
When was the last time
you frolicked?
Will you frolick with me
now?
Grab my hand
let's go
before it gets dark.
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