his eyes were the night sky
but instead of the stars and constellations
his eyes were filled with the
empty
grey
clouds
YOU ARE READING
because of you || poetry
Poetryin which the words that dribble from my broken lips are for you may 15, 2018 - july 15, 2019
s e v e n t y - t w o
his eyes were the night sky
but instead of the stars and constellations
his eyes were filled with the
empty
grey
clouds
