aloof, aloud
they tend to flourish
in forbidden lands
they tend to wonder
but still
fertilize and
furnicate themselves
they tend to believe
and lend her air
they tend to argue
and argue alone
Poem by Bacus15
Photo from Pixabay
they tend to flourish
in forbidden lands
they tend to wonder
but still
fertilize and
furnicate themselves
they tend to believe
and lend her air
they tend to argue
and argue alone
Poem by Bacus15
Photo from Pixabay