*Delicate shoot,
not yet anchored...
How you fail to foresee
your beauty adorned
on this wilderness.
You are weak now.
Rest.
One day your silhouette
will dance on the horizon.*
*Delicate shoot,
not yet anchored...
How you fail to foresee
your beauty adorned
on this wilderness.
You are weak now.
Rest.
One day your silhouette
will dance on the horizon.*
