The rain on your face
Makes a sense of despair
He hands you a tissue
To wipe away tears
No reason to cry
You’re relieved that he cares
While enviously eyeing
The jacket he wears
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The rain on your face
Makes a sense of despair
He hands you a tissue
To wipe away tears
No reason to cry
You’re relieved that he cares
While enviously eyeing
The jacket he wears