Leh Offspring
I was dreaming in a trance.
There is a purity in air.
The streets at Leh approach clouds.
My heart beat starts loud while you are apart.
It's hurt when you start to scould infront of everyone.
I know already it's a grit in my foot.
You are not my cup of tea.
You are looking sharp.
I can't take my eyes off you.
Trust me, you can lean upon me.

© Flaws