patience
Not sure what to do, so I'm scribbling poems, like 'the zoo.'
In love's gentle sway, I cared a touch too deep,
A step I took back, doubts my heart would keep.
Now, in your hands, the compass of our fate,
Navigate us, amor, at your own pace.
© Argenti
In love's gentle sway, I cared a touch too deep,
A step I took back, doubts my heart would keep.
Now, in your hands, the compass of our fate,
Navigate us, amor, at your own pace.
© Argenti