A few strings attached
you write him poems of love,
with your lips,
on the crook of his shoulder;
but you forget
how no angle of arching his neck,
will allow him to read them.
from : http://citylightsanddarkskies.tumblr.com/
YOU ARE READING
Shades
شِعرPoems, Prose, and Phrases from the world wide web if the phrase above didn't already explain , this will be a collection of writings that I find on the internet and like / relate to Note: I will try to give credit & link to all those I find
