Poems from EllaDostal
Behind the freckles and the foggy glass
stands a young face yet old soul.
Her eyes don't settle, not to be crass
but rather sees things...
Behind the freckles and the foggy glass
stands a young face yet old soul.
Her eyes don't settle, not to be crass
but rather sees things as...
Behind the freckles and the foggy glass
stands a young face yet old soul.
Her eyes don't settle, not to be crass
but rather sees things as...