the bright sun
shines and smiles
and the music of the wind
make dance the fallen leaves,
but my sombre heart sees naught
but malevolent heat
and swaying puppets
on strings of wind.
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 3:24 AM UTC
the bright sun
shines and smiles
and the music of the wind
make dance the fallen leaves,
but my sombre heart sees naught
but malevolent heat
and swaying puppets
on strings of wind.
