
Lacuna
When the night wears the darkest blanket;
The colour of charcoal black
My curly hair cascading, spread on the tear stained pillow
And sleep continues to elude me
I watch from my window,
The pale moonlight wowing the world, trying, to out shine the stars
Giving in to the temptation;
The waves race towards the moon
It's something in the softness of the cool breeze,
The soul seeks you out earnestly,
I don't reckon honestly,
Why'd the heart want to hear the same song you sang for me?
The quietest room and the still air
Tell me, you will be found nowhere
You have been gone for long
Never to be found...
So I fall in love with the thought of you!
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"The mind replays what the heart can't delete"
Dedicated to all my lovely readers without whom my words would have no voice.
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