The scent of your gentleness
is gone.
Withering,
as moon hides behind the clouds.
And
all warriors retreated.
Weapons on the ground.
All ready to go home,
scarless.
2023
The scent of your gentleness
is gone.
Withering,
as moon hides behind the clouds.
And
all warriors retreated.
Weapons on the ground.
All ready to go home,
scarless.
2023