Run with the hunted

It was organised
your room
when I entered.

A moment after,
the propped pillows,
the crumpled blanket,
your tired jeans,
my shoes somewhere disarrayed,
our battered whispers,
the traces of your fingerprints,
your heart beneath the bed sheet
and my last glimpse of you 

they will forever remind me
of something beautiful.

Keep_reading 🙂 🙂
Love ❤ ❤

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