💗 history of the heart MY FLOWERS CRY poetry @sjeezz in poetry • 1 day ago " flowers poetry ginabot" Frozen in silence Dew The grass is no longer prostration This morning Tears rolling gradually

"Traveling traveler" a long quarter-night trip where the munk is not conveyed the seeds grow there natural life and islamiah in priority on the way A deep desire for light in the moon's arms