your eyes are cloudy
and it might pour anytime
dark and heavy
heart on a tight line
and maybe now, all I can do
is to let your thunders roar
but remember this my love
I adore your sunny days
but I will love your rainy days more
-n.d.
YOU ARE READING
unspoken
Poésiea collection of my thoughts, feelings, and emotions within poetry. all original written work.
