Awake in the night An owl cries, a branch creaks Thoughts flutter by, ghostly. A remembered kiss... Marble lips Inside an obsidian mind. How many times have I Kissed the cold Unfeeling stone of my memory... Sometimes I think There's something there But it only laughs at me.
Reason for writing:
I tried to express my feelings for someone very special to me.
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