I love the mornings,
sitting outside when nobody else is awake.
the calmness overtakes you,
the light breeze tickles your face.
when the sun peaks up over the horizon,
all my worries go
away
YOU ARE READING
because of you || poetry
Poesíain which the words that dribble from my broken lips are for you may 15, 2018 - july 15, 2019
s i x
I love the mornings,
sitting outside when nobody else is awake.
the calmness overtakes you,
the light breeze tickles your face.
when the sun peaks up over the horizon,
all my worries go
away
