Muro – Day 5 – NaPoWriMo 2014 (MPoWriMo)

    I place my fingers in-between the cracks of your walls, Paying attention to the crumbling stone, The silence that greets my touch. So much past, So many idle conversations had right here; Exhalations and tribulations spoken Like rising smoke, curling around the yellow Light of your singular lamp. Beneath your Watchful eye; you, listening […]

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