🍉 Could You Be Loved 🍉

Here I am Reaching and fading to gray. In a picture you can't put away. There you are Frozen, looking at m:) I am vanishing. The needle plays the record. The morphine kills the pain. The thought of

The dust motes dance in sunbeams thin, A silent house where shadows spin. Each room echoes with what used to be, A hollow space where you long to see. A friendly face, a loving sound, But only emptin