fountain play On 2020111520201114 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems fountain play: gurgling, hissing -- autumn day: you, missing -- love is a strange emptiness without you, i guess To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
