Day 4: Earthly Pleasures!
Drop, drop,
drops falling down;
Rain slowly drops and
has filled all the grounds.
Drop, drop,
drops everywhere;
Best believe I'll be
running over there.
Not in annoyance,
not from negativity,
but joyful for taking part
in the activity.
Back to my home,
took a long shower,
dressed comfy then
picked a book from my drawer.
Coffee in hand,
by the fireplace.
Oh what earthly pleasures
fall right by my face!
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A/N: This was a piece I was more than happy to write about so candidly.
Hope you all like it!
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Escapril - A Collection Of Written Poetry
PoesíaIn times of nothing but panic and existential crises, one can only do that which they truly desire. I desire nothing but serenity with a ting of freshly brewed coffee, that which I find in reading underrated works and writing ones of my own. Record...
