Poems from Es
Beautifully born on a beautiful bush.
A beautiful rose, not red but white.
The light of the sun reflects on it, so perfectly imperfect.
You...
My bed of happiness. Warm water and silence, and my thoughts. I lay my head back while the warmth wipes away my goosebumps away. Thankful...
I am not worried. I wonder if everything is going to be okay. I see what other people go through things I don't want to go through. I want...
Cold. That is how my feet feels right now. As if I was standing in a room filled with icy cold water that could only reach up to my ankles...