you water me
and nurture me
so I can growbut then you uproot
me from the place that
i once called my home-rome m. // flower
YOU ARE READING
thoughts laid bare
Poesíawords flew from my fingertips more than they ever did from my lips
flower
you water me
and nurture me
so I can growbut then you uproot
me from the place that
i once called my home-rome m. // flower