8.03.2015

Midnight calls

I went along for lark,
Got caught up in the dark,
Thinking;
Dreaming;
Drowning;
In my own stream,
Hoping you'd hear me scream,
Gulping;
Yelling;
Your name out loud,
In no crowd,
Yet you come,
Yet you come when midnight calls.


xx,
J
Note: Sorry, it's not even close to a poetry, lol.

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