Torn Pages
Torn Pages
Pages,
Maybe wrinkled
Or blur.
Perhaps soundless.
Those torn pages
Of her letter.
Sleep calmly yet
With me.
They are not like her
A jult.
They also cry with me
Whenever my tears rains.
Pages,
Maybe wrinkled
Or blur.
Perhaps soundless.
Those torn pages
Of her letter.
Sleep calmly yet
With me.
They are not like her
A jult.
They also cry with me
Whenever my tears rains.