Tell me everything

I remember touching the darkness with my fingers
And only the sheets answered me
I feel empty
Inside out
We have the world spread out
But you wouldn’t share
They admire what we have
In spite of you.
He perceives women as red flags
To be stopped at amber
She lets go
Only when intensely burnt.
I hear only the sound of the abundance of rain
Hope that makes hope full
The taste of heaven
Not available in restaurants
I relax in great expectations
Learning not to fret
The best is yet to come.

Bose.

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