Friday 17 November 2023

All my true love I whisper

 



The day is running out

the night fades it out

outside rains

smacking on the glass

outside is cold

outside is dark

outside is what?

what am I waiting for?

I move my cheek on her skin

and all those darting red and black flecks

in my eyes - I bury them out

turn my face on her side

shut the light out

is this the night's meaning?

All my true love I whisper


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