I am friends with the owls
and soon I will die and fade
into the midnight fog
floating among oak and redwood branches
haunting the hearts of the lonely
tugging at their heart strings
until they pour their love freely
like marriage wine.
I will haunt the hearts of the lonely
because I am one.
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 11:07 PM UTC
I am friends with the owls
and soon I will die and fade
into the midnight fog
floating among oak and redwood branches
haunting the hearts of the lonely
tugging at their heart strings
until they pour their love freely
like marriage wine.
I will haunt the hearts of the lonely
because I am one.
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