Grave: A Ghazal ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Smelling the earth's mist as spring bloom comes, reminds me of your scent--please be back. List'ning to the songs you sang for me, replays your husky voice--please be back. Re-reading the poems you've penned for me, recalls your heartfelt words--please be back. Embracing the ceaseless ache inside me,… Continue reading Grave: A Ghazal
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