Poetry
BeCome
Nov 9, 2020
The eye will see
The brain collect,
Process.
The heart will feel.
Disperse
through your veins.
Emotions.
Fear, Love,
Too late to undo.
You saw.
The eye will see
The brain collect,
Process.
The heart will feel.
Disperse
through your veins.
Emotions.
Fear, Love,
Too late to undo.
You saw.
Autistic writer, lover, and explorer of life who's exceeded her pronosticated time in life