Night, blurred lines waver
Tired eyes read denouement
Now sweet sleep beckons.
This day different to the last
by the state of the weather
The length of the journey
The words both spoken and
left unshed.
This day constant in the heart
by the warmth of the glances
The need of the touches and
The words unspoken, whispered
and openly stated
Now we are at days end
and night throws it's cape wide
We settle the plotline and savour
the page...
Finis this chapter,
Tommorow a new page
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 9:00 AM UTC
Night, blurred lines waver
Tired eyes read denouement
Now sweet sleep beckons.
This day different to the last
by the state of the weather
The length of the journey
The words both spoken and
left unshed.
This day constant in the heart
by the warmth of the glances
The need of the touches and
The words unspoken, whispered
and openly stated
Now we are at days end
and night throws it's cape wide
We settle the plotline and savour
the page...
Finis this chapter,
Tommorow a new page
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