Soft Croon Jul6 Your velvety voice – melts my gloomy thoughts wakes me from painful nightmares takes me to a new world softens my unkind heart and stops tough words midway I ask for a meeting and you say, ‘Some people are meant to heard, not seen.’ Rate this:Share this:SharePrintEmailRedditTwitterLinkedInFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
:((( oh my..sad ending
oh well..many poems seem to end up sad..somehow that comes more easily to me:)