Like a naked flower
on June air,
Love left dead
in a summer's stare.
Drought then came
You left at night,
Everything was blur then,
Since you're are, for me, my light.
YOU ARE READING
Love & Unhappy Endings | poetry
PoetryCompilation of flash fiction, prose and poetry. Words from wild imaginations. * * * Disclaimer: I do not own all the used photo attached in every pages. Most are from Pinterest, that makes me a Pinterest-whore (term used by my favorite author Colle...
