Hearts
It was child innocence
filtering through
the eyes were like
faucets of the past
the words were like
daggers to the heart
and the rain was
falling harder and
faster now
deep emotions spilled
like a clumsy child
there is only one
cure for such a
disease and it’s
the kiss of ...
love.
Otras obras de Mandy Leah...
Glossolalia...we all might appreciate talking in tongues...being a water-lapper ...a healer of wounds...a food conveyor....a register of tastes ...a texture sensor...and a wetequivelent of a dog's handshake...filled with the holy, holy fukcning spirit...y
Let’s get real... The strangers that look like brothers & sister on the end of the bar...
