in the deepest crescent of hidden truths
she will acknowledge just two things
1. she never stopped loving him
2. he’ll never know
burdens that weighed so heavy
she sunk
silently..
to a state of bewilderment much like
him
Tag: muse
Bittersweet
as thick as your heart
a challenge
and as thin as my patience
defeat
at least along the way
our lips met and left them sweet
First of June
so discreet
the tranquillity of your entrance
gliding through my city
in your white dressing gown
i found solace in summer but
dear winter
it’s nice to see you again
