My love seeks
a sign of you
in torturous twilight,
even as aromas
of inflorescent
blossoms &
the scent of rain
evoke memories
of yesterday's tears.
a sign of you
in torturous twilight,
even as aromas
of inflorescent
blossoms &
the scent of rain
evoke memories
of yesterday's tears.
The shell of my fear
is whispering
your name,
in delicate twists
of my heart,
long after
my pleasures
have flown.
is whispering
your name,
in delicate twists
of my heart,
long after
my pleasures
have flown.
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