Melted Snowflakes
Sprinkle on the tip of my lips
I realize they are dewdrops
Leaking from the depth of my eyes
YOU ARE READING
When The Sun Sleeps
Puisi"Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow..." ― Louisa May Alcott
Liquid Tapestry
Melted Snowflakes
Sprinkle on the tip of my lips
I realize they are dewdrops
Leaking from the depth of my eyes