Too many blank spaces Too many poker faces to many unexplained silences Leaving me blank As the page of your so called interest or lack thereof I don’t like emptiness.
Your words are winding and they flood over me...I'm left in this trance-like state, somehow...this piece overfloods with loveliness.
Your words are winding and they flood over me...I'm left in this trance-like state, somehow...this piece overfloods with loveliness.