These clouds, this wind,
My habits and mood swings,
Cigarettes and coffee,
Half-finished conversations,
Guarded hearts, tender connections,
Horror movies, memories,
Kissing in your parent’s basement.
October, yes another,
Let’s do nothing in October
But stay warm and witness death.
Nature wants to sleep.
I’m cold, but you’re warm.
Nevermind the ghosts,
They make the air more profound.
Encroaching sleep,
A pleasant sensation,
No better way to fall
In this moment.
Cold is coming
To swallow us up again.
This quiet anticipation
Makes a comfort, divinely strange.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN SANYAWALMA-THANKS FOR ALL THE GREAT POSTS THIS YEAR
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❤ To you as well ❤ love your stuff! Happy Halloween!
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