Morning chill clutches medespite the sun's golden glowpurple hues don't melt.seasons change, young leaves flutterI still wait at the window *** bleeding bit by bita cracked heart treasures momentsof joyous summerthat would never come againsmoky clouds echo my thoughts. *** fragrant breeze billowsfallen petals prophesizesmothering summer.a thousand poems won't sootheincisive ache of my heart.© Balroop […]
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