hung your reflection upon our cave
the moonshine, the tiny peats
you only exist in these natural rags –
it smells like incense and
I am so alone.
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 11:13 PM UTC
hung your reflection upon our cave
the moonshine, the tiny peats
you only exist in these natural rags –
it smells like incense and
I am so alone.
