Gods from Sky are cruel,They bluster and scream blindly,Shattering the world.How long must we be bound toThe cruel whims of ancient lords?
Month: March 2022
Heart. Attacked.
Timing is sublime,Rhythm off, growing hotter,Watching her lips smile,Hands touch, a muted laugh shared,And it all ends with a pop. I am so sleepy.A heavy heart drags me down.At least it's warm, here.