RainJuly 20, 2020June 25, 2021Seeping through the branches a drop slithers and falls, Free falling; the sky burns and squalls.
RosesJuly 15, 2020June 25, 2021I cling to the faded walls with window pane, I’m merely a green bud at this moment. Lavish! My sister appears with no petals hidden, Well, I’m merely a green bud at this moment.