Mature, Lonely, and Out of Control

Sunday, 28 August 2016

Process

Green curtains are closed
Green curtains are opened
Sunlight enters
Wind moves green curtains
And suspended light shade

Permit me to be unambiguous
I'm immensely fond of you

Posted by Jonathan at 02:50
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