Whispers
long, soft, distracting
tap along
crossword puzzles and forgiveness.
Laughter
fades, haunts, remembers
by fire
exhausted mental breakdown foes.
Kisses
smile, deep, wondering
if by light
the turmoil can forever fade.
Loving
feels warm, bottomless
like lonely
weeping willows tilting in rain.
My mind
has fallen asleep.
My mind's eye
begins to cry gazing upon
a lover's lullaby.
- gypsy george.
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