It wasn’t confusion that crushed clouds into thunderstorm
It wasn’t my body disheartened by your words
Tag: midnight
Silver with a dash of blue
One moonless night, he came to my window and sang a spellbinding song […]
Structured procrastination past midnight
Amelia feels stressed and distressed Too tired for productivity Too late for adventure Too busy for love Too early for bed She looks at the pile of laundry –reminds her of one hundred unanswered emails Oh, sweet procrastination! Amelia runs the dishwasher and sweeps the floor while adding items to…