Old Photographs

I am afflicted with the way this yearning for you transformed me to a barren wasteland. Yet all I did was pray for drought to change. Sometimes I question if a star twinkled once, would the others do twice? If so, when will this long hiatus ever proceed? Your photographs don’t toil like the first time; 

If I could borrow two of your lips to aid my beleaguered self…

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  1. Pingback: Old Photographs | A composite of me and the universe by: April Queen D. Enjambre

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