One of heart
Drizzle on my lashes
drops on my cheeks
makes me wonder
if sky and me
are together in it
Sometimes sky cries with us sounding like crying for us. But who knows wounds of the sky.
Drizzle on my lashes
drops on my cheeks
makes me wonder
if sky and me
are together in it
Sometimes sky cries with us sounding like crying for us. But who knows wounds of the sky.