SOPHISM OF THE SUN
with you: words are not routines anymore / with you: is where home is / home is where the heart is / a pair of eyes and a turbulent pulse
with you: words are not routines anymore / with you: is where home is / home is where the heart is / a pair of eyes and a turbulent pulse
and so, without the slightest hint of doubt, he dove head first in those grand galactic eyes. © all rights reserved 2016 | kimi
a collection of short poems that were the result of late night breakdowns i sincerely hope you can't relate to some of these enjoy p.s. lowercase intended