With the world on a pin,
and the wind of stars on your breath,
take the universe for a spin,
see it’s forever and see its death.
BR
The other poem is down the page a bit. I only borrowed the first bit, the rest is too dark.
With the world on a pin,
and the wind of stars on your breath,
take the universe for a spin,
see it’s forever and see its death.
BR
The other poem is down the page a bit. I only borrowed the first bit, the rest is too dark.