Some DaysA poem on lossJun 23, 202641ShareText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedSome days I wake up thinking of youText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWhere are you now? Who are you with?Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWho is draped on your arm? On whose arm are you draped? Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI have to live with not knowing Because I left youText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedAll those years ago. Share FayoKola's SubstackPreviousNext
Hmm who’s arms are you draped on