when sun sleeps we weave delusions
plait silk into rivers and whisper in white drips
for a few moons there is thick silence
then, a jewel.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 9:25 AM UTC
when sun sleeps we weave delusions
plait silk into rivers and whisper in white drips
for a few moons there is thick silence
then, a jewel.
