foolishly in tears
i was deeply blinded to know
that it was raining too under the shadow
of your helmet.
YOU ARE READING
ninth avenue - poetry
Poetry__ heavenly bodies only know where you are now. maybe i was not holding on too tight as you slipped away. wasn't i still yours? __
fool
foolishly in tears
i was deeply blinded to know
that it was raining too under the shadow
of your helmet.