My Eyes Are Tethered To Her Soul

My eyes are tethered to her soul,
through a looking glass I see

The stars, the moon, the galaxy

Everything that swirls inside her,
she waits — waiting to be freed


0
0
0
0
0
0
0
Subscribe
Notify of
0 Comments
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments
Check out the Postcards From Afar newsletter.
This is default text for notification bar