Sun-strained and in love, all I could think of was how I was free. Pour me a last drop of that summer.
That Summer
Tag: drop
Blackout Poetry Notes
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Sun-strained and in love, all I could think of was how I was free. Pour me a last drop of that summer.