Betrothed within,
making love to ourselves
Pledging new vows,
to seal every tryst
Promises buried,
a marriage unseen
Wedding bells ring
—ever silent and deep
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Lonesome Whistle
Behind on my rent…
the door slamming behind
A beggar of memories,
doomed to remind
Last boxcar of hope
on a railway of dreams
From here to tomorrow
—trapped in between
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
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Author:
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