Life is short,And love is shorter,Yet memories live forever, Says the bastard.They plague souls at night,As the minds eye replaysThe bittersweet memory Of a rumble in the sheets, The song of the day That was the promise of forever, All made meaninglessIn a passing of breath,A passing of bodies, And a gasping wind, Heard, inContinue reading “Love and Life”
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Samuel Rubadiri 