Summer gave away
Its tears to water
Which failed to bring life
Into broken spaces
Of existence
I desire my heart to carry meaning into space
To pump more than just longings unmet
Rather to inspire a greater loveliness
What becomes of damaged nerve endings
Weathered by storms of disappointments
What a wish for the sun to bloom in my chest
And connect my breath to that of another
When the hour has not grown late
Oddness in embedded in distain
For love is silence greatest expectation
What if the call is never answered
And loneliness is eternity and
I am trapped in her chambers
Arts by Rava Shelyn 
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