• mesmerism 6w

    That night,
    long and dark,
    how it fell in love
    with my melancholia
    and pleaded
    me to keep it alive
    in my proximities
    and now
    my generous being
    still carries it underneath
    my eyes
    which they call
    dark circles.
    And all the nightmares
    it lends
    are but my lashes
    which they ask
    me to make wishes out of
    to fulfill
    my due dreams.