Digital drawing · poetry

not too far away. 

DeArest sensation of all motion.

Trickle into my being.

Knew not of you.

Love me of your ears,

Call me out of your fears.

Then only when,

I come near whence all of your tears,

I shall and will kiss all of them my love,

My dear.

💠💠💠💠💠💠💠

© Oliver Melendez 

™ohms

® Xhenopage

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