 First time I wrote in a lonely place, emotions filled the night air. Words dressed in tears gave me solace, yet the night wind tormented me. The night wind laughed as love rocked me in its arms and bathed me in tears. Don't worry my love whispered the night wind, this is not goodbye. Marie M. Rivera 04-18-2015 |
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