love
The world couldn't be more colder than in the lovers mind,
For it knows the fragility of what it nurtures,
The haste at which it can fly.
Time is not a friend, it knows this too well,
Thoughts can be a cancer that can kill it from inside.
A day can be...
For it knows the fragility of what it nurtures,
The haste at which it can fly.
Time is not a friend, it knows this too well,
Thoughts can be a cancer that can kill it from inside.
A day can be...