Tremors
Of late, calamities
mark my day.
An avalanche of cheer
wakes me up.
I get washed ashore,
now and then
by a deluge of delirium.
Or a whirlwind of euphoria
toys with me.
But, I’ll remember
that day for the tremors
she brought.
mark my day.
An avalanche of cheer
wakes me up.
I get washed ashore,
now and then
by a deluge of delirium.
Or a whirlwind of euphoria
toys with me.
But, I’ll remember
that day for the tremors
she brought.
posted by The Regular Joe at
6:00 AM
4 Comments:
And he says he isn't in love :P
Ah! You are very intelligent :D
Hey, why don't you write more often? You write well!
Very nice.. u really goood.. im definitely going to visit again
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