Alone I sit,
each breath collects
reflection misted,
imprisoned and framed
within the window pane.
Trembling slightly;
eyes scan outer darkness
for any sign,
cursing,
my meek heart
and overactive mind.
~
Love's creations
sleep soundly,
down the hall.
Keeping me planted at home,
worrying
and rembering...
days I was once free
to roam.
~
Somehow; It seems,
only I have changed.
So deeply fallen,
a surrender complete.
Wiping away the
seeping loneliness,
highlighted in lunar light,
my dampened fingerprints~
~wave me goodnight.





C













and much love~ Desire~*~



























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