cinnamoroll`s bakery

Cinnamoroll`s Bakery
19 сентября 2019

i am collecting the soft feathers
that you have left while walking
in a soft dandelion meadow
and you were lively talking
you never noticed me
when i was following your baby steps
and i passionately agree
that that made flowers calmly nap
under your baby legs
you were an angel
you filled the lonely gaps
i was always waiting on the range hill
i was never destined to be looked after
like angels always make you be
i was always left behind you
when you were giggling behind my back