اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
We slept by the ottoman
Autumn rushing to our ears
(A symphony of leaves kissing leaves kissing leaves)
This time last year, you were a ghost,
Trapped in your room and spanning the length of your bed to your door
Like it was the atlantic
What a difference a year makes!
Steadier footing and a new place
To lay your head down
