when did you start thinking
that i could be predicted
like the weather
because i'd really like
to go back
and show you
that deserts
were once rainforests
and the Sahara
used to have snow
YOU ARE READING
the echo of her thoughts (poetry collection)
PoetryThis is for all those forgotten thoughts And all those missing dreams Every single unheard wish In faded memories To ideas lost in the space of time And those words drowning in the endless seas You'll always be there echoing The songs of the galaxie...
weather forcast: dry and stormy
when did you start thinking
that i could be predicted
like the weather
because i'd really like
to go back
and show you
that deserts
were once rainforests
and the Sahara
used to have snow
