Tonight arrives with empty promises
and remains empty
until
loneliness fills it up
so that inspite of waking
many times
it is not yet morning
and there is no sleep
in my eyes
only tears
and dreams so close
you are caught in my lashes
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easy like Sunday mornings
Life was easy today. Being honest so I don't get more undue credit. We stocked up on food for the week, and then... headed for the beach...
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