Poems from Zoe Jakacki
Sides a flutter, do note deprive,
All but the shutter, it is but alive.
No words to reveal,
Nor times to unshield.
Believe in only one's...
Sides a flutter, do note deprive,
All but the shutter, it is but alive.
No words to reveal,
Nor times to unshield.
Believe in only one's...