splashes me his smile
never the rain
mirages of ballet noir
alleyways ferme
no one escapes
vaguely
I glimpse the clouds
he holds a pen
both dream of when
words and the sky
become one
compressed
agony
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 1:57 AM UTC
splashes me his smile
never the rain
mirages of ballet noir
alleyways ferme
no one escapes
vaguely
I glimpse the clouds
he holds a pen
both dream of when
words and the sky
become one
compressed
agony
