Try stirring with your golden spoon, the air in the empty vessel you see on the table next to you, Give it a nice taste on your ever-longing tongue, and let it give you goosebumps with its…
Whatever hour this may be, in whatever motivation I’m into; allow me to put in motion some thoughts chaining me back. Gracious that person may be, whom I chose to be mine. Somehow a thread ripped apart the entire sweater…