desert flames
I woke up today in the early morning
In darkness of yesterday's mourning
And my opened eyes seems to be wet
Hence I grabbed moisturizer to get
my hands then started to scream
You came into my bed in day dream
and i tied you up tight to embrace
under the thick blanket in a disgrace
I lost in your emerging rays of warm
holding and pressing the soft arm
The softness I stolen was never found
The joy, the joy used to be all around.
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