• georgie 6w

    Cold morning

    This cold morning
    seducing your tender skin and feet.
    You lie underneath your blanket
    Waiting for the sun to rescue you,
    Seeking every nibble of coziness.
    The sun is shy of the rain,
    It hides behind the thick somber clouds,
    And there you are Lexi,
    fiddling with the morning,
    Fighting a lost battle.




    ┬ęgeorgie