Death! O the
elusive darkness!
You can't flee me forever—
Our tryst is an inescapable certainty;
Only that fallen leaf knows
When she will convey me to you.
You can't flee me forever—
Our tryst is an inescapable certainty;
Only that fallen leaf knows
When she will convey me to you.
Very beautiful expressions ! :)
ReplyDeleteThe Day she calls,
Tell her about me.
Tell her to walk
The evening, my side.
And then I will return her
To You. :)
Hmm....great....your rich feelings can turn words into poetry.....truly a pleasure to read you....take care,
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