once upon a time when the sun was jealous of your beaming smile,
it dug its harsh rays around the corners of your mouth,
the graves on your cheeks took birth,
the dimples that would make even the craters on the moon blush.
YOU ARE READING
the walls of our hearts
Poetry❝there's things I wanna say to you but I'll just let you live.❞ [ most parts of this book are dedicated and inspired by fiction. ]
