This wistful melancholy,
Constant as a moon.
Dripping past the night
Hitting air.
Teasing stars.
Twinkling nowhere.

Little iridescent drops
Fall soft,
Fall silent.
Hushed upon rooftops.

I sit,
As my heart breaks
And stops.

Written By
~Sin*ful
a.k.a.
"MeloDe"



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