poems Clock October 17, 2013by heather anne Desire announces its impatience. Broken clock chimes persistently. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Some call it red 
so simple but so effective, i love it !
🙂 thank you!
Amazing piece, love it.
thank you xx
U are welcome:)