25 february 2024
The Essence
I would be time.
You were the space. It
happens in scars.
Back and forth, I will
touch your absolute truth.
Bruises weep.
All the comings
and goings were vague.
Who will stand the ground?
25 february 2024
I would be time.
You were the space. It
happens in scars.
Back and forth, I will
touch your absolute truth.
Bruises weep.
All the comings
and goings were vague.
Who will stand the ground?