God lingers,
in the clouds,
distressed
and
I suppose no
greater affection can
be paid to another,
than to be heart-
broken in their
absence.
(poem by christopher woodhull)
God lingers,
in the clouds,
distressed
and
I suppose no
greater affection can
be paid to another,
than to be heart-
broken in their
absence.
(poem by christopher woodhull)