Cruel To Give and Then Take Away
The wind would blow alluring strands of your soul, tickling seductively, weaving like a candle flame lyric, where it danced provocatively. You fondled the depth whirling to the surface edge taking a little hope with you; then flew away. You cannot ask and then leave me brittle.
1/4/2020
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2020
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