"raazh" poems
Its late for you to be mine
Its 2018 dear its not nine
May this realtionship instigates
The scattering of light in my life
By the dust
The dust that you thought
my love to be.
May this light makes me understand
That
LOVE RUINS...
Still...
Don't know why i love you...dear Raazh.
I think...
Its not that late for you to be mine.
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC