I'll continue to bare my soul, until these dull words begin to cease. For, I've never been quite subtle within the secrets that I keep, so I'll let them fall into my poetry and let the small words ring sound. Until the waves leave me dry and the sun begins to drown.
[I will write forever]
YOU ARE READING
in your absence
PoetryPerhaps I love you too little, because there is still so much you don't understand...for I crave touch, just not from your hands.
