Feeling lonely?
No……
Too many moments of life.
Many times over.
Storms here.
Storms dying.
Still everything comes to me.
A floating world.
That now I can see and touch.
As if it is in waiting.
Feeling lonely?
No……
Too many moments of life.
Many times over.
Storms here.
Storms dying.
Still everything comes to me.
A floating world.
That now I can see and touch.
As if it is in waiting.