#bleary
Then the darkness
got there first again.
Slowly killing her desires.
Veiled in black,
grief did not leave her.
Blurred were the lines that separated her fear and joy.
She’s lost in the haze.
Apr 16, 2022
Apr 16, 2022 at 10:33 PM UTC
early morning
and I am warm
still bleary,
but content
while I listen to cavetown
and wonder when I'll see you today
perhaps soon
and maybe
you will like the drawing I made for you
Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 10:15 AM UTC