Those holy hours,
Fashioned for lovers
Recipe of contented sighs,
Futures planned in star hushed whispers
But it is I alone who dwells within them,
These lonely hours
Good only for licking wounds,
Or tearing new ones
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
Those holy hours,
Fashioned for lovers
Recipe of contented sighs,
Futures planned in star hushed whispers
But it is I alone who dwells within them,
These lonely hours
Good only for licking wounds,
Or tearing new ones
Should have been asleep, instead I was writing
