I learn love
between what's passing
and what's not
between my heart
and stomach's knot
between your fingers
and your words,
between what's spoken
and unheard,
I learn to love
the best of us;
I learn to love
the worst
and wish to love
the things I hate
from very last
to first.
and wish to love
the things I hate
from very last
to first.
2 comments:
Thought I would comment and say neat theme, did you make it for yourself? It's really awesome!
glad you liked... uhm, who are you?
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