Desdemona
Jun 20, 2021
Poetry
constellations linger softly
in the trap of her eyes,
and you are the prisoner,
your heart locked in a cage
thump, thump, thump
“so lonely,” she whispers,
brushing your eyelids
with soft fingertips,
Poetry
constellations linger softly
in the trap of her eyes,
and you are the prisoner,
your heart locked in a cage
thump, thump, thump
“so lonely,” she whispers,
brushing your eyelids
with soft fingertips,