My choice to still ardor you
even when you decided not to,
is unfailingly an enticing agony of
self-immolation
~sara~
YOU ARE READING
Traces
PoetryIn this book 'Traces' I have traced the outline of every unspoken sense and multiple emotions that one might have lingered with wreckage for unbounded dawns, dusks and darks.
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My choice to still ardor you
even when you decided not to,
is unfailingly an enticing agony of
self-immolation
~sara~
