My pen grows heavy,
Even words I write for you,
Pulls me into the darkness.
Sleep awhile, my love,
Dream of distant fantasies,
A place to finally rest.
My pen grows heavy,
Even words I write for you,
Pulls me into the darkness.
Sleep awhile, my love,
Dream of distant fantasies,
A place to finally rest.
Discarded Recollections 
Beautifully written 🥰 so intimate and romantic !
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Thank you kindly. Sedoka forms are classically between lovers, and though I often enjoy manipulating that relationship to some degree, sometimes a simple love letter suffices to please my nature.
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