it was a cool breezy sunset
the colours of passion swallowed up the skies
and chased the sun
dragging the starlights over the sea.
a chill set in.
I wished to hell I had his arms around me
only the warmth of his memory remained
and that kind of warmth
does nothing for the lonely chill in this cold night air.
Exquisite Write
What color is that sky? Lovely write on yearning and what such emotion does to the universe ~a~
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