Modern Poems · Modern Spirit

Behind You (And sharing my new danceđź’•)

It seems I've deviated from your gaze, Hiding safely inside April's coy dews, Longing for a crystal world of my own. Smiles, tears, dancing all my life, dreams as the north wind blows restlessly, to bleed, to rest in penance ever willingly, and to wake at dawn still, holding a fragment of life's lamenting song… Continue reading Behind You (And sharing my new danceđź’•)