Oh lovely, lovely, lovely,
What have you wound yourself up in my darling?
Your wounds are still healing
Yet here we are.
YOU ARE READING
Old Things & New Beginnings
PoésieA story of hearts. A story of love yet fingers not quite intertwined. A story of fear. Of doubt And all the little things in between. Just a little project I thought I'd try.. Telling a story through the art of poetry. Copyright © 2017...
