Letter Smuggled In A Fish
Your letter unfolds and unfolds forever. I flatten it with my hands to read: tearstains, tearstains and a trace of rouge where it must have touched your cheek
4 tygodnie temu
Remembering
I daydream, melancholy at the windowsill— memories I will never tell— our passion is the late night hours, our tearful goodbyes at dawn. Mountains and rivers divide us, I’ve given up hoping for rain. Divided, I dream of you today— I even embrace the pain.
4 tygodnie temu