Late night conversations and
A warm cup of coffee,
With silly jokes and trolls
I filled his empty soul...
Warm hoodies and hot chocolate
And a blaze of fire
Smoke running out through chimney hole
I healed his empty soul
Simple topics, deep talks
And a good old novel
With popcorn and winter snow
I read his empty soul
With sizzling barbeque and burned soup pot
With deep ocean like thoughts
With Stary night and in shivering cold
Somehow I fell in love with his empty soul..
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The Flickered Flames
PoetryThe flames of my mind, The words of my soul , Read and share, And yeah don't forget to vote.... Please omit the typing mistakes ©are reserved
