love sad alone anhedonic depressed

Uninspired

The trees are green

Though I miss the many hues

When the swaying of the leaves were

Like a gentle whisper of the beauty present

 

Clusters of people going

Longing to pick them apart again

When a passing wan expression was

A journey and a story of the body holding the soul

 

Long passionate kisses

Missing the slow departure of lips

When the moment spent in your eyes after were 

Enough to inspire me to live

 

 

 

 

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