give me poetry
on a night like this -
allow me words which
rise hot, that flicker in
the hearth of the mind
then I will not be cold.
— amber dawn pullin (@goldmourn) January 5, 2015give me poetry
on a night like this -
allow me words which
rise hot, that flicker in
the hearth of the mind
then I will not be cold.
- adp, 05 January 2015
