Nightbirds and broken wings.
What my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply. (:)
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Uploaded on November 14, 2019
Taken on October 5, 2013
Nightbirds and broken wings.
What my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply. (:)
Edna St. Vincent Millay
16,170
views
241
faves
123
comments
Uploaded on November 14, 2019
Taken on October 5, 2013