· · ৩ • ৶ • ৎ · sweet nothings · ৩ • ৶ • ৎ · · { rewritten }

•৶•

memories whisper

sad,  sweet nothings in my ear

because you

are no longer here

to speak them

· ৩ •৶• ৎ ·

৩ •৶• ৎ

· •৶• ·

•৶•


“Time Ago”   Black Lab

originally posted  8 March 2010 as  “memories whisper”
{ rewritten }

artwork ~   “Head of  woman”   Pablo Picasso
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13 responses to “· · ৩ • ৶ • ৎ · sweet nothings · ৩ • ৶ • ৎ · · { rewritten }

  1. Yes, the one who should speak those has become a memory! :-(

  2. Wish you check out my latest work too

  3. I could feel the pain,…

  4. only memories…and their whispers can be so loud…when you are not here…smiles.

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