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Winter Ache

winter ache;
writing just for myself 
I dress my page in blue 
I write a poem on my heart

51 thoughts on “Winter Ache”

  17. Good morning dear Yassy. A poem for you.
    “Beautiful poet watched the moon rise above,
    in her solitude,
    she shall write the lonely poetry.
    “I miss you, I needed you.
    I wanted you and you wanted me.
    Now the bed is lonely,
    the night is quiet and all I have are, words.
    You told me.
    I will never leave you my lover and now.
    The night is so damn long and I pray to the moon above.
    Send me a kind lover to make me smile again.”

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