Stolen dreams Rolling on seams Of past flowers Who bloom jn rash hours. A rugged love who loose strings tug on gloom of never was Time broken in token

Stolen dreams
Rolling on seams
Of past flowers
Who bloom jn
rash hours. A rugged
love who loose
strings tug on gloom

of never was

Time broken
in tokens of
stolen moments
Of Mes
beholden
to us
Who lust
For lost
Holding attonments
#smallpoems