Deep breath.
I want her lips to touch mine,
Only she can help me get rid of this mess.
I wanna break this line.
Nobody else made me feel this,
Feel like calm scream.
I don't think it can cease,
Even if it is so dim.
Under slight moon
I am wandering and my thoughts,as well
Will it happen soon?
Or is it farewell?
Breath
© Copyright: Ортиков Диёр, 2019
Свидетельство о публикации №119110807132
Свидетельство о публикации №119110807132
Рецензии
