Tears & Rain
I can’t discern my tears from the droplets of rain cascading down my cheeks; both are warmed by the June sun rising behind the cityscape through my drenched lashes. My soul screams for life. At the top of its lungs…
I can’t discern my tears from the droplets of rain cascading down my cheeks; both are warmed by the June sun rising behind the cityscape through my drenched lashes. My soul screams for life. At the top of its lungs…