by luther loh, photo credits.
In She
It was strange
To personify this, my desire As such
The wind surely
Taught that head, fiery hair To burn
In the midst
Of ambition she, Held well
write something worth reading.
by luther loh, photo credits.
In She
It was strange
To personify this, my desire As such
The wind surely
Taught that head, fiery hair To burn
In the midst
Of ambition she, Held well