Your flashing eyes and
squeaky laugh
have left their impression on my heart
Not terribly deep and
perfectly impermanent
Still I know I’ll miss them when you’re gone
"The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls" Picasso
Your flashing eyes and
squeaky laugh
have left their impression on my heart
Not terribly deep and
perfectly impermanent
Still I know I’ll miss them when you’re gone