I lie on the grass and listen.
The wind caresses my face.
You look at me so casually,
And you make me smile periodically.
YOU ARE READING
Different days, different ways
PoezjaA miscellaneous of little poems, and thoughts.
periodically
I lie on the grass and listen.
The wind caresses my face.
You look at me so casually,
And you make me smile periodically.