Dancing with the Universe (Original Poetry)
13 Mar 2025 1 minute read 0 comments Krisz Rokk
I’m not a vending machine,yet you continue to ask for things.I don’t like quick fixeshowever, you persist in disregarding my wink. A one-night stand here,a triple ice-coup there,you’re addicted to shortcutsthinking I won’t notice your despair. You lo...