The vine misses him,
And you, miss him
Even more,
How can you
Be glad
With tears
Flowing endlessly?
How can you be
Glad about your
Desires In solitude?
Imprisoned by
The thoughts
Of him,
Yearning will
Flow into void
Doing you no good,
Be vulnerable,
Seek him to quench
Your hunger,
Give peace to
Your cravings,
Then you will be free
And truly glad today,
For no one is
Promised tomorrow.
Loved this. Haunting yet innocent in nature.
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thanks for your thoughts.I appreciate.
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