Give me, if you can:
a peg of silence
from the bottle of your unshared agony,
a dose of forgetfulness
from the hazy stream of your longings,
a feel of chill
from the frost of your lone grief,
a handful of Summer
from the dream of your Winter nights,
a bout of loneliness
from the quiet of your solitary soul.
Give me if you can
the center of your darkness
for there only
you, I can truly embrace.
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