i will wait for you
the way the sun
waits for the moon
all day
and with each new day
it rises
it waits
and it burns
and every day
i will rise
i will wait
and my heart
will burn
YOU ARE READING
Ink and Tears
PoesiaPoems I wrote with a bleeding pen and a bleeding heart. Pages soaked in tears and words I write while being ripped apart.
