if your silence is the universe telling me
"put on your coat, this is only class;
you haven't been home yet"
i will try to not fight the gravitation of fate
i will walk out those doors of your house with
a heavy heart and only one tear to remind my self
2 is the loneliest number
i will be prepared for the worst of weathers
with my dingy coat that has survived storms like this before
-allowing myself to be vulnerable to the enviable
YOU ARE READING
Nights only the Winter Remembers
ПоэзияSecond book of poems. If you ever been in love you may enjoy. thank you