one a.m. and up again
the world seems peaceful,
quite,
mysterious,
serene,
mine.
for at one a.m.
only my thoughts and I share conversation.
And to be alone
and think,
seems rare these days.
seems rare these days.
One a.m.
and who needs sleep?
Love Always,
Ems
thoughts
and
and as always,
No comments:
Post a Comment