Melancholy on a Tuesday

Our conversation is abundantly there, yet, a vast ocean flows between us. My heart is struck and it motions like a flickering candle...



Our conversation is abundantly there, yet, a vast ocean flows between us.

My heart is struck and it motions like a flickering candle. 

That’s the little but essential hope that lusters within me.

Though some days are better than others – I can’t ever stop loving you.

Your touch feels like warm laundry right out of the dryer.

I can never get enough.

Melancholy at its fullest.

Hello Tuesday



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