Crevices

Wait! Wrigley little sentiments, Flourished your imprint is orphan. Shadows tweak worthy impressions, So, your aim shall settle in peace!   Gods have chosen your nest, To fulfill and color black. Your yearned crawling, Still, instigate millions apart.   Against…

Rest

Don’t you move, neither a bit, It’s hot outside and it’ll hurt you bad. So dear are you to me, chirping and eating together, All life, all places, all eyes are you and me.   Pile up the stairs with…