By: Zunayet Ahammed I beheld you here last evening In an autumn dress full of juice Like white clouds of the sky To chuckle at me quietly Like a girl of 17 who feels woozy Looking inside and outside Not…
By: Zunayet Ahammed I beheld you here last evening In an autumn dress full of juice Like white clouds of the sky To chuckle at me quietly Like a girl of 17 who feels woozy Looking inside and outside Not…