souLfuL p a U s e. ...
my souL pauses
rewinds
upon past pain
then right out of the sKy - BLue
she gently falls into the backroads
to my wondering brain
evaporating feelings
and thoughts
quietly miSLead
bittersweet loneliness cuts like
a warm knife in butter
exacerbating an already aching
neeD
rewinds
upon past pain
then right out of the sKy - BLue
she gently falls into the backroads
to my wondering brain
evaporating feelings
and thoughts
quietly miSLead
bittersweet loneliness cuts like
a warm knife in butter
exacerbating an already aching
neeD