Lying in bed,
Engulfed in threads of the blanket,
I close my eyes,
To picturize, the adventures dead and buried,
The memories of love embrace before dawn,
An emotion that the heart had blotted out since long...
©Z.F.A
#iwritewhatmyheartbeholds
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