Short Night Messaging
Thoughts of you influence my soul like dry gin
the day which felt long
is gradually pulling its blue jean
yet your absence has made our bed
an unwanted virgin
separating comfort and peace with a wide margin
this is another weary night slowly aging
for me to be pushing for your presence once again
the moon and stars will not stop urging.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2018
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