I write poems
And I think of you
While you sleep,
You live and you breathe.
I'm sitting here
While you go out
And I wonder what you do,
How you feel and where you go.
YOU ARE READING
The shadow through
Poetry"Small circles and small steps back and forth till it makes no sense."
Writing
I write poems
And I think of you
While you sleep,
You live and you breathe.
I'm sitting here
While you go out
And I wonder what you do,
How you feel and where you go.
