Daybreak
Imaginary kisses
Sandpaper wishes
Your breath on my whisper
My heart fold its hand.
Lost in our doorway
I stand like a scarecrow
Shivering like Winter,
I can’t find my way
There are drugs in the kitchen
And ashes on the mantle
Your father stays with us
Forever, like stardust
Will we see him again?
Will you still be my friend?
Will the dawn spill our secrets
Will you die for my sins?
(c) S.M 2024
I had to write this really quickly because I accidentally posted a copy of yesterday’s post, because of a stupid error message. I don’t want anyone voting on the same thing twice. This is why you shouldn’t auto upvote me. I’m wildly stupid sometimes.
And here’s a picture so it won’t be my stupid face as the thumbnail anymore.
Saw this woman in an antique store and I wanted to take her home but she was too expensive for this lowly peasant. Isn’t she dreamy?
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