lostinwords © @notyet100
She would write
Her own outbreak
In her words
Words a veil for her
To hide her own pain
Her own chaos..
she was asking
all the right questions
but still his heart
could do nothing more
than whisper another lie
Just us two engendered
Disturbed beyond return
Satin sheets abandoned
We danced the living daylights
After the storm
clouds part
rainbow appears
as just rewards
be patient
like a thorn tree
Siân Is Me @Lynsm7
She sits so fine
Fur soft+black
She doesn't move
Her human sighs
"Oh cat"
Who'll have the final say
Not the human
That is that
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