there are tears, but no eyes to fall from
words, but no hands to write with
thoughts, but no brain to think
love, but no heart to give
melodies, with no mouths to sing them done
sounds, with no ears to fall upon
touches, without skin to give a clue
there is a story, but without me and you
YOU ARE READING
Poemtasia
Poésieshort poem and prose collection written by me, composed of all the words i'd rather not say and all the other words that make up my small fantasies hope y'all enjoy!!
