midnight
just sitting here
under the stars
where moon disappears
midnight
nobody's home
your voice echoes
whispering poems
only to my ear
YOU ARE READING
Racing Thoughts
PoetryAll the Little Thoughts was the first poetry book that I published here. I tried to submit it to a publishing house, hoping to be considered. Unfortunately, I've received the saddest email today informing me that my manuscript was not chosen. The fi...
