April 8: Hello (#NaPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2020 #GloPoWriMo #Poetry)



Waving at you, seeing

your silent smile, under this

heartless pink moon

melts me. Like a candle

drowning in aged shadow,

bereft of your grace, you

breathing on my pillow,

I am sleepless. In days

with cakes and coffee

and distanced caressing,

catch me a loving glimpse,

lick your lips, as I leave

chocolate-coated fingermarks

on your glassed window.


(Image: How To Improve Your Overall Well-Being During Social Distancing, Forbes)


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