skein of solitude

Dimmed heart
Illuminated house

Quiescent evenings
Stirring nights

A conundrum, to contemplate
A squall unimpeded
Abode, beyond the breeze

Comatose wanderer
This heart of mine
Fleets in and out of
Incurable urge
To touch and go

Oblivious to summons
Unmindful of sensible
Tipsy without a drop
Don’t think, Can stop…

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