Sunday, February 8, 2015

Where are you?

The deeply colored night sky is filled with you, who won’t leave.
It wakes me from my sleep.
Kissing me again.
Your voice that whispered I love you.
Your scent.
I hear it in my ears every day.
Where are you?
I want to roll up the darkness and find you.
Though I can’t touch you or be held by you.


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