you are the stream of light entering my dark roomlike a thiefthrough a crevicethat I look atwith the most sleepless yawns,dreaming to have,right thing at the wrong time;dazing my eyes,you are too bright to be my future. - Swarup
you are the stream of light entering my dark roomlike a thiefthrough a crevicethat I look atwith the most sleepless yawns,dreaming to have,right thing at the wrong time;dazing my eyes,you are too bright to be my future.
- Swarup