• aman_aj_00 5w

    Dreams of your book, Oh! how you hugged it tight
    Melodies of piano, tangled in my cries.
    Sip of your coffee, I was jealous of that cup
    Shiny face through the windows, your hands around that pup..

    Memories I lived, laid in tomb yet I smile
    In the city of oblivion, lucid dreams walking me miles.
    The fondle oh thou breeze, let the illusions last incessantly
    Those tears, let them twinkle, for once my scars are without wrinkles..
    ©aman_aj_00