She felt herself as several parts
that yearned to become one.
But each time she’d unified
she’d ended up annihilating
the sum.
So hum
Sooo…. hummm….
Bloomwords
The mud, the lotus and the pale golden blue.
The mud, the lotus and the pale golden blue.
She felt herself as several parts
that yearned to become one.
But each time she’d unified
she’d ended up annihilating
the sum.
So hum
Sooo…. hummm….
