When the lovers' bus has passedA Poem by SleeplessVolcano
You are as scarce
As raindrops in the desert You're like a mirage - Promising hope But vanishing when I want to taste That ice cold water You're like the broken red signal That never turns green Just causing a traffic jam Like million dollar email scams I wonder, if you think that you're playing hard to get But in fact You're playing hide and seek And I've stopped looking. © 2017 SleeplessVolcanoReviews
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1 Review Added on September 25, 2017 Last Updated on September 25, 2017 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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