Wednesday, 15 April 2015

My self

In moments of my deepest
solitude
you creep up
and lie beside me
like a besotted
canine
wanting to be
caressed

In profound silence
you find the
temerity
to whisper
juicy gossip
into
my ears

In darkest
of nights
in mid slumber
you invade
my dreams
with panache
and compel me to
watch
technicolor dramas


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