I can’t help but wonder why I do this.
The miles stay the same, but my emotions
rev like an engine with each goodbye kiss;
my heart’s a slave to my devotion.
NJT
poetry + short fiction
poetry + short fiction
I can’t help but wonder why I do this.
The miles stay the same, but my emotions
rev like an engine with each goodbye kiss;
my heart’s a slave to my devotion.
NJT 