It’s four in the morning
And I’m staring
At the dark walls,
Waiting for sunrise.
Two hours ago
I shut my notebook
Blank
After staring at it
For four hours and more
It’s four in the morning
And I’m staring
At the dark walls,
Waiting for sunrise.
Two hours ago
I shut my notebook
Blank
After staring at it
For four hours and more
And so you’re back.
As the spring sun tickles the nape of my neck, you come closer to me and I can feel my heart beating through the layers of chiffon of my floral dress as the hems fluttered teasingly over my knees. Continue reading And So You’re Back