• thehurtmarket 31w

    It's a tale which started,
    Like a boat which sailed.
    In the absence of light,
    I saw her face bright.
    A wind breezed,
    Time freezed.
    We held the rope,
    To not let the boat drown.
    Was it the pace ?
    Or the daze.
    I couldn't see
    Because I was deep down in the sea.