Jan 20
2 min read
foreign land
there is a credence
in true love
it begs us to find a peace in another
but peace is like the weather
and the days flow like a river
into year after years
so much
a sea of tears
because love requires from us
If life steers you into a dead end road, and you are trying to find your way, skip the GPS, take the road with no traffic. Founder studiO, early morning poet.
