Sat morning,
cup of Lemon tea,
leftovers of last night’s dreams,
a faceless lover
who made me cry,
his touch still lingering.
I have woken up
Sat morning,
cup of Lemon tea,
leftovers of last night’s dreams,
a faceless lover
who made me cry,
his touch still lingering.
I have woken up
Intense!!
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Consider going back to sleep :)
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Nice One!
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loved the juxtaposition of words here….and the economy with which you have used them…speaking volumes.
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@ Tina
Thanks a lot for your kind words. Am flattered :)
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