everything turns emerald
everything seems to disappear with the morning mist
memories and songs
books and smells
the first heartbeats of summer leave us
with the hellish heat of august
and everything is desolation emerald
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Junctions and heartbreaks
RomantikI don't know sh*t about poetry and English is not my first language. But whenever I have a bad day or emotions just seem to take my body, I have an urge to write what I'm feeling. So here it is. The book is a mix of poems in english and poems in spa...
