24/11/2016
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I can’t tell you how piercingly and endlessly I think about you.
Her words are cool like an evening breeze
like warm water on tired feet.
The poetry on her lips
puts my mind at ease.
Anzaa Makena (via wnq-writers)
I can’t tell you how piercingly and endlessly I think about you.
Her words are cool like an evening breeze
like warm water on tired feet.
The poetry on her lips
puts my mind at ease.

