Thu, 08/15/2019 - 01:16 -- A Finch

I awoke beside a stranger.

She must have been my lover

For I hate to sleep alone.

I wish that night lasted forever


Or love as well for that matter.

She seemed a dream to me

A mirage, almost eternal.

Yet I know that cannot be.


Love does not last forever,

Sometimes only for a night.

But perhaps one night’s enough

To pass till morning light.


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