My illusive friend,
you torment with with your absence.
I long for you to smother me
return every night and find me waiting
sink in to my bones, and don’t let go.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
My illusive friend,
you torment with with your absence.
I long for you to smother me
return every night and find me waiting
sink in to my bones, and don’t let go.