I've got this rhythm inside me
My fingers are moving involuntarily
But my heart won't stop to pound
I'm in love, I think, with this sound
My heart is screaming out melodies
My veins are running with memories
YOU ARE READING
Trinkets
PoetryIf you want to read without the commitment, this is the perfect book for you. You can open it and read a few excerpts once in a while, or you can read it in one go. The entries here have various themes which may confuse readers as it confused the wr...
