The breeze ran cold last night
Under raven duvet, memories went gray.
In empty hills where my desires lay;
Rain flooded my rationale insight.
I was cold even before the winds blew,
And rain came—an obligation too.
Aug 24, 2025
Aug 24, 2025 at 12:20 PM UTC
The breeze ran cold last night
Under raven duvet, memories went gray.
In empty hills where my desires lay;
Rain flooded my rationale insight.
I was cold even before the winds blew,
And rain came—an obligation too.
As if it were a project due.