The grey clouds, heavy.
The cool breeze.
It rained.
I wrote the love that never dries.
It rained.
Just so,i like.
YOU ARE READING
blac(n)k cosmos
Poetryworld i could not tell, my dear. I'll tell the world.We are made of star dust,you and i, you and the universe.Let me resonate with you.
It rained.
The grey clouds, heavy.
The cool breeze.
It rained.
I wrote the love that never dries.
It rained.
Just so,i like.
