“Black dreams, Sweet rock and roll. Comes a time, When the clock stops. You sing no more, You stare no more. You crack days into pieces, And honestly forget about them. Chances are you are good to go, You’ll stay for years, You will decide to grow up. Only the line, Will be spared, The touch, Will change, The lapse, Will elongate” • • • 🤍 @ashleemma #rebelgirl #ashleeevanssmith #boudoir #boudoirphotography #poetry #poetrycommunity