The sleepy cries of a child, My magenta curtains, The sleep eludes...
The fan swirling The darkness shy of the light The silent breaths
The rainy cold Nose and feet But then incomplete This moment Without you Thus, Without me.
read this over a couple of times. :) wondering if it's an incompleteness without self or without the baby or someone special.
You still remain my favourite blogger read.
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read this over a couple of times. :) wondering if it's an incompleteness without self or without the baby or someone special.
You still remain my favourite blogger read.
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