My eyes were opened differently as it was before
My heart opened for love and empathy
the warmth has a long way to go.
It is meant to touch others, their souls I continue to see
Not caring for anything, I just want them to be free.
YOU ARE READING
Bookworm's Heart (#3 HL:A)
PoetryMy thoughts, books, and the magic they bring. Started: July 20, 2024 Finished: September 30, 2024 #3 poetrycollection #6 prose
