one
mere
blink of your
eyes; nodding; aspirant feet
hopping; hurling; hurriedly rushing
horses to horizon; couldn’t see you staggering;
struggling to propel the air, swing high and catch
holding up on patience, silently questionably,
fluttering eyes; stopped blinking for the
time, the space where dreams
thrust upon shadow
of hope
mere
one.
awesome as always 🙂
Awesome n deep
Things to keep 🙂
Awesome n deep
Things to keep 🙂
🙂
Wah awesome lizzy