Open
Heavy Eyelids
It is Still Morning
The sun is still outside waiting
To touch the perspiring skin of the uninitiated
This world is no perfect circle
You are no machine
You are
Alive
Open
Heavy Eyelids
It is Still Morning
The sun is still outside waiting
To touch the perspiring skin of the uninitiated
This world is no perfect circle
You are no machine
You are
Alive
