​Yearning,
To be with you,
While dust coalesces,
On my pillows, shading their white,
To grey.
#437 – Moira;
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​Yearning,
To be with you,
While dust coalesces,
On my pillows, shading their white,
To grey.
Seconds
into minutes,
Mutiply into hours,
As I live consumed in my dreams
Of you.