He leans closer and whispers in her ear while holding her cold hands with his thumb In your silent realm, thunder’s voice hushed, My heart, shattered, in your absence crushed. With every storm cloud, I seek your face, Yet find only echoes, in empty space.
Your laughter, a distant memory’s sigh, Haunts the void where dreams go to die. In your stillness, storms find no release, For in your coma, my love, there is no peace.
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1Shadan-z
14/05/2024