Fog on her glasses
From the still steaming tea
A book in her hand
As she casually reads
A catch in her breath
As the climax grows near
She's deaf to the world
The book's all she can hear
She's completely lost now
Or perhaps she is found
In this strange paper world
Thats far from the ground
-unknown
- Se ha unidoFebruary 21, 2016
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