Jan 4, 2021
Guitar strings and angel wings
brought me to a place called you
those moments of grace no longer
reside within me
my heart has chosen the state of numb
and I had no choice but to comply.
@K.E.DePalmenaryPoetry
Guitar strings and angel wings
brought me to a place called you
those moments of grace no longer
reside within me
my heart has chosen the state of numb
and I had no choice but to comply.
@K.E.DePalmenaryPoetry
I am Author of the book “In The Solemn Hours, My little book of truths. Contributing writer at http://Medium.com and http://Mirakee.com. NEWBOOK:”Ivory in June”