I’ll draw the curtains tight across so Dawn
Creeping across the sky, some hours from now,
Won’t peep her rosy fingers through a crack
To see you sprawled out sleeping softly there
And fall in love with you, and wake you up.
9th October 2016
I’ll draw the curtains tight across so Dawn
Creeping across the sky, some hours from now,
Won’t peep her rosy fingers through a crack
To see you sprawled out sleeping softly there
And fall in love with you, and wake you up.
9th October 2016