Longing
i keep
a light on
for you
quiet voices
follow
each nodding
turn
of an hour
the night
passes cold
between
the ache
of my fingers
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i keep
a light on
for you
quiet voices
follow
each nodding
turn
of an hour
the night
passes cold
between
the ache
of my fingers
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Stu Buck
Thu 8th Oct 2015 23:55
the night
passes cold
between
the ache
of my fingers
this is as beautiful a collection of words as i have read in a while.