poesie

A breathing poem A box of tissues, our tears. Our tide, of pain. Go, back and forth, Keep breathing.

A poem if (You are happening to me) {result =”falling in love”}

A love poem Under the light rain,the music we hear,make us dream & laugh,

I rumori del nostro tempo -clic-clang rumori delle nostre serrature anime che si chiudono non mostrare la sofferenza, non par bene