As the passion burns through my body. It leave an echo that hurts. With an ache of want for the lost Truth be told I don’t know If I ever had it at all Memories of the past haunt Like clockwork as the night falls Dreams of love have taught To dare not dream of …
Month: June 2023
Night fall 🌘
Somedays I wake to a rainy morning, having slept my fillTo the fading ends of rare sweet dreams.To the gentle calls of duties I love.Having said my part, ticked the boxesHungry I reach for the well earned feast I find moments of inspiration in the noonsThat I find turning to resolutions by evenings.And when I …
The Misfit's Diary 