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I dream of you beneath forlorn skies misty eyes and lonely soliloquies. A blue glass bottle for serving water sits empty with your name on it that only my eyes can see. Is the room empty because you are not in it or is the room empty because you are not here to pour yourself water. |
Copyright ©2022 Ashi Shadow - - 2/10/22 on Namita (Seattle Namita).
Did not really come out the way I wanted it to.
It started as only the first three lines.
There are two questions in the last stanza.
I considered ending them with question marks, but felt doing so would change the mood to a happier one.