Challenge
Write about something beautifully torturous...
Lonely Streets
Torturous heart resides
in unseen truths,
drinking rancid tears
of fallen grief.
Forlorn within
the dusky skies,
cascading painfully
down my face,
clasping dreams
in slippery grasp,
treading lonely streets.
I sigh through
my gritted teeth,
struggling to open
facets of love again.
My thoughts are
mere shadows
bearing courage,
reaching for sun
in the distance.
I close ageless gap
between us,
linger in darkness
of your hunger,
liberate my soul,
free to love
all over again.
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