In the still of the night, I can hear my heart beat.
Thump thump, thump thump
With every single beat, it calls out your name.
With each and every thud, it desperately longs for your proximity.
My heart desperately cries out for the touch of your soul, in the still of the night..
-A.R.
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Random Rablings of a Lunatic.
PoetryThis is a book of very random poems, of all genres. Some are based on events and some are just sheer fun. Hope you enjoy!
