If only, my dream wasn't loneliness, and the stars were chandeliers, if only, visions of you in my teacup of dreams, if only, for a moment, please. But dark is a lonely demon, if only, left to fester without psalms, for the truth is in the Good Book, if only, you would come upstairs. If only, in my memory you not age, and my mind doesn't grow cold, if only, up with the dawn of you in...Read On
Added: 11 Nov 2019 | Category: Poetry |
Avg Score: 5 |
Words: 85 |
Tags: love
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