Iyiolastrings2018-06-09T01:52:28+01:00
Crumpled pieces of paper filled the room
Like waste on a litter ground
My pen dances in between my fingers
To a soundless drum and voiceless song
Sweats dripping from my forehead
Like a goat waiting to be slaughtered
No words would do justice
To what I feel for you
No songs would find lyrics
To what my heart sings for you
No cliché would find the expression
To what I have for you
Let me drown in your breathtaking eyes
Let me bask in your overflowing love
As you watch the dark [...]