To my every
Stop and start,
You leave me wonder
The lightning
In my soul,
The raging thunder
The quiet
Of the rain,
The little whisper
The present
And before,
My ever after
YOU ARE READING
Paper & Ink |#Wattys2016|
Poetry"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)
