Tag Archives: Longing
It’s called crazy, see?Your Kind of Alone
Your brightest hours yet
May these hours be
Candle-lit
For when the dark reminds you
It is the eleventh hour
The day is waning
Your heart is longing
And you haven’t met me yet
Subatomic Somethings
Family left longing
Tables for one
Festing less festive
Appointments to love
You missed
Less of your legacy
So much alone you left
I asked electrons keep me company
Come to my rescue
Subatomic somethings, surround me
Snow Notwithstanding
June
You glamorous, glamorous gal
You rock the year’s runway
With days up to “there”
Baring your shoulders
Warm breeze in your hair
December’s wolf whistles
Don’t phase in the least
We beckon your beauty
Within wintry beast
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