Dusk smells heavy on the heart
as sadness drips down my walls
each note
a tear, a sigh, a wondering passerby
slowly, soothing
night into my little black box
with little blue walls
night stillness except for the
life outside the window
exhaleling the day
into windows with night breezes
gently
softly
a lone piano trill, upwards, into my heart
Goodnight
1 comment:
you sound so sad sweet ammee! but a lovely ode to the evening. i miss you girl, and hope you're doing well! looking forward to our dinner. em.
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