Days of words
Rolled up just like that
With one little push
That was blocked
By a big black curtain
Now falling down,
Falling down the frill.
Words of ocean,
Smell and taste,
Feel and thoughts,
Here it comes just like that
Again.
Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 8:56 AM UTC
Days of words
Rolled up just like that
With one little push
That was blocked
By a big black curtain
Now falling down,
Falling down the frill.
Words of ocean,
Smell and taste,
Feel and thoughts,
Here it comes just like that
Again.
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