flows out
like lifeblood
a languid
soul spilling out
a pool of
desires
like a lotus
bud
eagerly
waiting to bloom
tenderly
restless
dreams
forgotten
lost in a
chaos of voices
drowning my
own
caught in a deluge
I'm losing sight of the shore
half wishing to drown
rainfall upon leaves
I'm losing sight of the shore
half wishing to drown
rainfall upon leaves
soft
footfalls on wet pavements
silence in
my soul
... a friend says, blue is the colour of December.
... "It's blue. Blue is the colour of love." -Disco Pigs
... a friend says, blue is the colour of December.
... "It's blue. Blue is the colour of love." -Disco Pigs
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