I write madly
late into the night
illuminated by candle light
flicker, flicker, pause
write, write, write
I drop asleep. Exhausted.
Still wondering,
words come in a flash, fast and frantic
is it just the silence and burning flame
makes it feel so... romantic?
Jamilah Malika
Thursday
Alone; My Words and I.
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