Poet, coffee-drinker, sun lover, self seeker
It was the devil’s deal to steal her soul, to catch her tumbling down the rabbit hole, Enchant her with the bait in pearly white—
By Marina Bonanno 5 years ago in Poets
If I could paint a world for you and I, I’d paint a blueish ground and bright green sky. The moon would luminate a field of stars.
