flume - bon iver
on those lonely
4 am nights,
i cannot help
but simply think
about the way
you lips are formed,
and the way you
slightly breath out
of your mouth; and
for some weird reason
the nostalgia
is somewhat
comforting.
VOUS LISEZ
take care
Poetrya simple booklet of poetry on the small beautiful things in life, and the deep emotions i feel when nobody is watching me.
