deepundergroundpoetry.com
Sepia
Sepia
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 5
reading list entries 4
comments 8
reads 487
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.