So tired,
I let sleep
Draw me
In its Dark
Embrace
Drunk with Dew
With Skylight Tears
And see
The Rose
Shed its skin
Revealing the
Truth
Beneath its thorns
And there the
Raven crows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow Angelica, are you really just in hgh school? .. such maturity in your poems....just beautiful....